Given by Kindling Lyrics

At times when we're alone it haunts us. Sometimes, we close our eyes and pretend. Live with no direction, magnetic pull. Blind, we light up morning. So cyclical. Sometimes, when in a crowd, we withdraw. Asleep, we know the night and nuance. Love with no direction, magnetic poles. Blindly light up morning, so cynical. Tired and maladjusted, gave chase for years. Histories reimagined, lives redefined