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