P E O P L E

When you touch something coldest around,
I tell you it is not the atmosphere,
it's people.

When you face paths of complexity,
I tell you it is not a labyrinth,
it's people.

When you see nothingness at the end of the road,
I tell you it is not your fear,
it's people.

When you hear howling in a silent night,
I tell you it is not a wolferine,
it's people.

When you think of what makes you bleed,
I tell you it is not the knife,
it's people.

When you question what blurs your sight,
I tell you it is not the fog,
it's people.

When you discover a reason for every single tear you drop,
I tell you it is not the life,
it's people.

Cause you know now,
when you notice something changes so fast,
I tell you it is not the time,
it's P E O P L E.

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