| There’s a blind desire there’s a drive
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| There’s a need to leave some lasting feat
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| Something to hold, something to keep
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| A monument to complete
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| There’s a written page there’s a book
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| There’s a search for something to say
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| Something to share, something to speak
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| A monument to convey
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| Is it fiction, is it confession
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| Is it passion or just a profession
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| Is it performance, is it expression
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| Is it passion or just an obsession
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| There’s a photograph there’s a frame
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| There’s a time, a moment to confine
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| Something to save, something to see
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| A monument to enshrine
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| Is it performance, is it expression
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| Is it passion or just a profession
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| Is it fiction, is it confession
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| Is it passion or just an obsession
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| There’s an empty room there’s a blank page
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| There’s a picture left incomplete
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| Something is lost, something remains
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| A monument to defeat
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| Is it fiction, is it confession
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| Is it passion or just an obsession
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| Is it performance, is it expression
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| Is it passion or just an obsession |