Eye to eye, We may never see. Burned bridges, We may never cross. Parachutes awaiting, to feel a safe landing. One of us saw the light, As the other was blind. He could see miles ahead, As the other refuse to see.

via Parachutes — Inner Ramblings Boulevard:

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