there's two types of people in this world

there's you, and then there's me.

there's those who let their dreams unfurl

and there's those too scared to leave the sheets.

there are those who know their worth

and then there's the shadow in their room.

there will be those connected with the earth

and then there'll be those left on the moon.

there shall be the those brave enough to walk in the rain

and there shall be the cowards under thunder.

there's the people who bring smiles and make a change

and then there's those who find a table to hide under.

people say that there's room for two

but i'll leave so you can take the light.

i know you'd say i don't have to

but there's no choice between fight or flight.

in this world, there will always be two people

there's you, and then there's me.

there's the graceful angel and the clumsy evil

anyways, we still on for tea?