Running endlessly into space
Bringing us together, face-to-face
Spun in the old traditional way
This lifeline has so much to say
“Hold on tight as I dip under your weight,
Keep your grasp, it is never too late.”
Time swings on this sturdy and gentle tightrope
Tying tight one to another the threads of hope
Either end floating onward forever more
Either end floating onward forever more
No hint of what will one day be in store
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