| Life is like a man born blind buying jewelry
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| Finding the best things, seeing the tomfoolery
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| Knowing the best piece by the feel of the texture
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| Feeling if the love radiates from the mess up
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| It’s the flaws that tell us what’s going on
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| Makes us who we are, from vagabond to swan
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| Yes, we are alone but together we are strong
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| So hold me by the arms, together we form God
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| Feeling in the gaps and cracks with ambiance
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| With trepidation major, maybe we belong
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| Separated apart but then where do we start?
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| Unless we write the checks and pay off the cost
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| Yes, I am Aurelius so take me to the stars
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| Yes, I am analogous to a monuments fall
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| Harbinger of change that will raise the alarm
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| Strange alien psalm that’s in tune with a cause
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| And we go, and we go, and we go, and we go
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| Stand on own two, what are we gon' do?
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| A higher purpose, searches, guide our way through
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| A light in the attic, somebody lightin' the fuse
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| Please don’t be confused 'cause up, we gonna' move
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| Is it danger no?
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| But the fear of the road
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| The unseen dreams and schemes to the great unknown
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| My seeds are sewn
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| Hopefully the knowledge will grow
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| I put it in prose
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| A scripture of a personal woe
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| Description of my elevation realization alone
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| Aiding my transformation to a man that atones renew
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| Hit the reset button and move
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| Try to do better forever baby, do what you do
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| Follow your truth, maintain self and resume
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| Keep it thorough or the hurdles bringing you down to your doom arise
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| Call me Lazarus, a phoenix alive
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| Restored to my inner strength, only the calm survive and so
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| Call me Lazarus, a phoenix alive
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| Restored to my inner strength, only the calm survive and so
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| Radiated to the highest and glow
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| Raise a zenith and stay believin'
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| Got to prove your show
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| And then we go, and then we go, and then we go, and then we go
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| Stand on own two, what are we gon' do?
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| A higher purpose, searches, guide our way through
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| A light in the attic, somebody lightin' the fuse
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| Please don’t be confused 'cause up, we gonna' move
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| Seeing the greater
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| Focus my light into a laser
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| Burning through the refuge to obtain the major
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| Moving it through
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| Marking my path with nothing to lose
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| But maybe losing myself so what am I to do?
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| Making decisions so I could remain livin'
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| Hindsight, my vision put it to the paper written
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| On course and making sure my love is on board
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| Encore on stage, we always want more
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| Gladly, we give away ourselves to the sadness
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| Tragic, and wonder why the children are so at risk
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| Trying to mask it
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| But it’s thin plastic
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| Peeling at the edges
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| Embedded into the scratches
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| Nick the surface
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| So we can stop the circus
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| Short-circuit the workings
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| Take it back to greater purpose
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| Nick the surface
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| So we can stop the circus
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| Short-circuit the workings
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| Take it back to greater purpose
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| And we go, and we go, and we go, and we go
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| Stand on own two, what are we gon' do?
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| A higher purpose, searches, guide our way through
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| A light in the attic, somebody lightin' the fuse
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| Please don’t be confused 'cause up, we gonna' move
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| Cise Star
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| Marcus D
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| Elevation
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| Peace |