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Now you could be a leaf in the breeze or a dust mote

Or the blood on the blade of a cut-throat

Or the lamb

Or a man, stranded in the tide til' he drifts into the sand

You could play the victim

You could be the scammed

You could be the conquered people of the land

You can be deceived

You can be the reed

You could be the clear cut wood, or the seeds

Grow roots, stretch out, expand

Mimic an old man’s lines on his hands

The rich man’s time slips by like a serpent

Because it can’t be bought from a merchant

Stains won’t come out with detergent

Out, damn spot, out!

But it’s permanent

So we’re burnin' it

Pain, we’re earnin' it

Ask why I gaze up to the firmament

So make haste, a standstill stuck in place

Stardust, we’re all just stuff in space

It’s tough to grasp, but we must embrace

And some will come to wonder «What the fuck is fate?»

It is or it isn’t, it wasn’t or it was

We’re dying to rig the system with a switch or a plug

We tinker and we nudge, it’s an addiction of us

To put our hands on it and snap a stick in the mud

But time is infinite, and the clock’s an instrument

For you to watch it all tick past in increments

But if there was a dream, then we’re all convinced in it

All kinds of brilliant minds and simpletons

I’ve heard it said that the eyes are the windows in

They shine and dance like bonfires in the winterwind

Cause' there’s a light within and if you find you begin to smell smoke

It’s 'cause I use the rhymes as kindling

Round and round we go, we got to go off what we know

Round and round we go, til' we all end up alone

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