Butterfly Effect

You and me once maimed and sliced
Hung to the little shards of ray outside
You and me a spirit to be shut and hidden away
Made to never see the light of a free day

You and me plan to go and quickly arrive
In many different ways, but in full speed
You and me climbing over ourselves to survive
We are waiting thirsty and in urgent need

In the frequency of a numb act
In the shift of a drop of tear
The wind was blown and delivered here
In the ledge of a deaf squeal
In the air sprain of a stroke
Reliance evolves around what was broke
And keeps from yielding
rue for the untied

You and me detaching from venture
Yet compelled to keep this debenture
You and me pendent of a same elation
But one of us have to give in to deflation

[Oh, how dare you]
Until this edge bend and finally break
Until both ends touched in acceptance
Until it'd ok to revere omitting overthrows
[Oh, how dare you]