But we are destined to be unique,
Different paths, different seeds.
So who’s to say your purpose
Is more sacred than mine?
For all we know,
We are crossing borderlines.
You may speak louder,
Like thunder...
Enough to make the hearers tremble.
But I offer peace,
A calm in chaos,
A rest for the warriors.
If we all shared the same fate,
Then who would ever lead?
Who would ever heal?
So who’s to say your purpose
Is more sacred than mine?
For all we know,
We are drawing different lines.