How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you when we were getting high? Slowly walking down the hall, faster than a cannon ball. Where were you while we were getting high?
You ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? It makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people’s lives have we been in? Were we apart of someone’s life when their dream came true, or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in as if we were somehow destined to be there, or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think, you could be a big part of someone else’s life and not even know it.
Eve was made of a rib out of the side of Adam, not made out of his head to rule over him, nor out of his feet to be trampled upon by him, but out of his side to be equal with him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be beloved.