A Call for Distance - Heather Woods Broderick

A call for distance, a call for distance

A call, a call, a pace to humble

To force a change without a name

A call for distance, a call for distance

A call, a call, a pace to humble

To force a change without a name

Another way

To live, to learn, to live, the ones, we grow

To choose a path and hurt the ones we know

To live, to learn, to live, the ones, we grow

You choose to learn to loathe the ones you’ve loved

Of contribution, contribution, contribution you’ve feel slighted

It’s in my letters every night

Of contradiction, contradiction, contradict, I leave my lines

Where I write them all the time

Another way

To live, to learn, to live, the ones, we grow

To choose a path and hurt the ones we know

To live, to learn, to live, the ones, we grow

You choose to learn to loathe the ones you’ve loved