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CMean while bGack in the yFear oAne,-C-When you belGonged to Fno Aone.
CYou didn?t stGand a chFance, sAon,--CIf your pGants were FundDone.
Cause you were bred for humGanity and sDold to socGiety,
One day you'll waDke up, in the PreGsent Day,
A mFillion generations remBboved from expectations
Of bDeing who you rGeally want to Abe.
GSkating aDway, skGating aDway, sGkating awaDy,
On the thin ice of the new dCay, ay e ay ay ayG ! Ay ay ay aDy !
GSo as you push off from the shDore, won't you turn your head once mAore
and make your peace with everyDone?
GFor those who choose to sDtay, will live just one more dAay,
to do the things they should have dDone.
GAnd as you cross the wilderness, spinAning in your emptiness,
you feel you hDave to pray.
GLooking for a sign that theF Universal Minds
HasD written you intGo their Passion PlAay.
GAnd as you cross the circle lDine, well the ice-wall creaks behiAnd,
you're a rabbit on the rDun.
GAnd the silver splinters fDly in the corner of your eAye
shining in the setting sDun
GWell, do you ever get the feeling that the stAories too damn real,
and in the presenDt tense?
GOr that everybody's on the stage, and it seFems like you're the
onlyD, person sitting Gin the audAience.
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