The shadows that we cast are the parts of us that fell
And missed the chance of being closer to the sun.
But, hidden, there's a catch as they look at us and laugh
Because we fray, and the shadows come undone...

"Can we save everything that we have made?"
Its a question that we've learned to find while we're trying to scratch diamonds.
Will we break everything that we have saved?
It'll probably make less sense with time. But right now there's one thing that I know. Its that

Our hearts aren't fitted for this world. But will we leave them all behind and hope we won't hurt anymore?
Thats when we'll shed our skin and search amongst the empty graves to find one we fit in...