| There is a man at the edge of the earth
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| Sees a wall standing tall leaving him in question
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| Tracing back to the meaning of birth
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| Wondering if there lies a clear connection
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| Hesitant to proceed, he touches the wall
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| Confused to feel a texture beyond sensation
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| As he pushes more the wall begins to fall
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| Revealing to him his life’s next equation
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| We have all been built to evolve
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| Nothing else but simple progress
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| We are the questions to solve
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| Answers crumbled beneath this mess
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| There is a man at the edge of the earth
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| Sees a wall standing tall leaving him in question
|
| Tracing back to the meaning of birth
|
| Wondering if there lies a clear connection
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| Hesitant to proceed, he touches the wall
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| Confused to feel a texture beyond sensation
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| As he pushes more the wall begins to fall
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| As the bricks crash into the ground
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| Others turn attracted to the sound
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| The man tries to speak of what he found
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| But they speak louder now
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| Brick by brick it will always confine us
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| Look past them they don’t design us
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| Discovery neglected
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| Move forward to leave the past behind us
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| Into the future you’ll find us |