Fellow Feeling - Wineskin

You are
In this crowded aisle

Try and shut out
Shut out the light
In mirrors filled with oversight

You are
A Sleeping city
You are
Quietly passing

Try and shut out
Shut out the light
In mirrors filled with oversight
Ignore the sight
Nothing is right
In mirrors filled with oversight

We are
Made from the same clay
So drink from this skin and find within
All you are and who you're made to be

Written by:
Ryan Albrecht

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