Looking Down I Seen the Cracks in the Pavement
It’s surprising what one can see while looking down
Looking Down I Seen the Cracks in the Pavement
Looking down I seen the cracks in the pavement
Lines spread out beneath my feet
Some were thin and barely noticed
Some looked impossible to keep
I kept walking over each one
Like people do each day
Trying not to think too deeply
Trying not to lose my way
Funny how the broken places
Often carry all the weight
Still they stay through every season
Still they never separate
Looking down I seen the cracks
And thought of all I hide
The parts held together quietly
The things I keep inside
Nobody stops to thank the pavement
Nobody asks what it survived
People only notice smoothness
Never what stayed alive
So I walked a little slower
And something settled then
Maybe cracked does not mean ruined
Maybe it means living again
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