| Caught in ambitions, but without any idea
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| Focused on expectations, but driven be fear
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| With irrational movements of no rhythm or rhyme
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| We are performing a most absurd play
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| All those actors are crazy
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| The director is on drugs
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| But I found it’s the much better way
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| To look into the sun
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| And leave my shadow behind
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| Set sail for the open sea
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| So whatever may come
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| Or whatever may go
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| In the end it’s all fine with me…
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| …I really don? |
| t care
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| I’m arriving on schedule, only I don’t know where
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| With your purse full of money, but nothing to spend it on
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| Too busy to get anything done
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| Always in a hurry, and still always too late
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| Your battle just cannot be won, you better look
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| Into the sun
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| And leave your shadow behind
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| Set sail for the open sea
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| So whatever may come
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| Or whatever may go
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| In the end it’s all fine with me…
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| That journey we’re on does not follow our ideas and plans
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| We’re clutching at deadlines and schedules that never make sense
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| How stupid those things upon which we all seem to depend
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| As long as the journey feels good why care where it may end… |