You call it “bright”
And I call it “simple”
And somewhere in the middle, it’s “truth”
You see the hill
And I see the castle
Our front that was united is doomed, ooh, ooh
You call this “brick-and-mortar”
I call this “sacred skin”
You see the figure skater and I fear the ice is thin
And the light is all around us
But when we spar, it’s dim
We’re right here in the middle, missing the miracle
You see the cloud
And I see the lighting
And somewhere in the middle is sun
And you say, “It’s greatness”
And I say, “Bad timing”
And when we leave the ring, no one’s won, ooh
I go for the jugular
You knock ’til you get in
You hold the loud and raucous, and I hear the dropping pin
And you run all front and center
I whisper paper-thin
We’re right here in the middle, missing the miracle, woah
The winter gets long
The rapids get white
And what doesn’t kill us turns to grey
You call this “brick-and-mortar”
I call this “sacred skin”
You see the figure skater and I fear the ice is thin
And the light is all around us
But when we spar, it’s dim
We’re right here in the middle, missing the miracle
Missing the miracle
(The light is all around us)
Missing the miracle
(The light is all around us)
Missing the miracle
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