Stairwell
We’ve crossed paths before in other lives
The lighting was better then
In a parallel world we once danced
We danced amongst the stars
You chose the suit
I chose the rain
Make no mistake
It’s all the same
We skipped over choice and consequence
The fishing was better then
If we shared these worlds where we reside
The stars would collide
You chose the suit
I chose the rain
Make no mistake
It’s all the same
You chose the suit
I chose the rain
Make no mistake
It’s all the same
It’s all the same
Keep marching on
Keep marching on and on
Keep marching on
Keep marching on and on
Keep marching on
Keep marching on and on
Keep marching on
Keep marching on, oh