Two Places Where We Thrive (Rev)

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Two Places Where We Thrive (Rev) lyrics by Rev & ChatGPT image from Pinterest Music by Suno AI Two Places Where We Thrive (Rev) A song is playing without a source About seven kinds of ground Where paws can rest, where hearts can breathe Where survival makes a sound Some places merely let you stay Some teach you how to rise Two of them glow like open hands Wide enough for fur and eyes There are rooms that hold you gently There are floors that know your weight Somewhere between the maybe-safe And the ones that say just wait There are two places the world leans toward When it wants you to arrive Not just to make it through the night But to live—to really thrive The building stacks its mornings high Elevators full of days Tomorrow smells like distance Packed and labeled away A visitor moves through borrowed light Familiar, out of reach I clutch a relic from her voice Something signed by what it used to be We keep missing one another By hallways, calls, and time Always almost in the same room Never on the same line There are rooms that hold you gently There are floors that know your weight Somewhere between the maybe-safe And the ones that say just wait There are two places the world leans toward When it wants you to arrive Not just to make it through the night But to live—to really thrive An alarm forgets its manners People pour like weather out But I stay inside the quiet Certain of what won’t fall down Safety isn’t always leaving Sometimes it’s standing still Trusting the architecture To remember its own will If you don’t run with the others The moment may bend Every evacuation Has a place it doesn’t end Shops cling to the side of a hill Two faces, back to back One looks out on empty cars One watches streets move past Stairs stitch top to bottom Like a thought you climb inside And coming up in frozen breath A skater made of glide Steel and grace and sudden motion Helmet full of air Moving through the ordinary Like he belongs everywhere There are rooms that hold you gently There are floors that know your weight Somewhere between the almost-now And the slightly-too-late There are two places the world leans toward When timing feels alive One is where you stand unafraid One is where you thrive Seven environments hum softly. Two of them open.