| I’ve been in search of stones
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| Making up the pavement of less-travelled roads
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| Mining for treasure deep in my bones
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| That I never find
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| Went looking for reverence
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| Tried to find it in a bottle
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| And came back again
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| High on a hash pipe of good intent
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| But it only brought me down
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| Tried institutions of the mind and soul
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| It only taught me what I should not know
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| Oh and the answer well who would have guessed
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| Could be something as simple as this
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| Something as simple as this
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| Travelled to each ocean’s end
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| Saw all seven wonders, trying to make some sense
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| Memorized the mantra Confucius said
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| But it only let me down
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| Tried absolution of the mind and soul
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| It only led me where I should not go
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| Oh and the answer well how could I miss
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| Something as simple as this
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| Something as simple as this
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| I’ve been falling, crashing, breaking
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| All the while you were stood here waiting
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| For me, girl
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| Tried liberation of my own free will
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| But it left me looking to get higher still
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| Oh and the answer, well, who would have guessed?
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| Could be something as simple as this
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| God knows how I could have missed
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| Something as simple as this |