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Capture nothing more than faith in your heart

Tear down nothing more than who you are

Free from any mold that may corner us cold

And go and gather nothing more than a whim

And silence nothing more than a restless crying child

On the street nothing more to escape

And speak not nothing more of blood blowin' in the past

Unless to learn: "To each their own" and from children and your own mistakes

Feed on nothing more down in your local pigeon hole


Tie down to nothing more but your roots

Serve the cause creation like it's a useless point moot


And stare at nothing more and marvel with your eyes closed

Reach for nothing less than what is still left more to gain


And go and toast to nothing more than your breath


Follow nothing more than just one trail left behind 


And be certain that your instincts do their best 


And know that nothing less than love can let you down


Go and hope for nothing more than a train 


And listen to nothing less than what a friend has left in store


And the simple steps they take when it rains

Show pain when nothing more than your thoughts that make a sound

Back down to nothing less when I'm around 


Sentence nothing less to your memory than your dreams


Roll over when your eardrums ring and scream

Pass for nothing less than the skin right off your back


Look back at nothing less than to what's ahead


Give back nothing more than what washes up on shore


And accept it when your high tide pulls west