We're alive so we fight. I swear that we could reach the skyline. Retrace the path we've walked so we can fight the fires, and we can find out how combatable they are. I think it's me; I'm the disease. Take time to recognize the life we hold. We're losing it all. We've watched walk right past us. This is something unfamiliar. It stopped us cold. Thirty nights from who we are, we're on our way back home. We'll see the faces of the reasons why depend on growth.
