| White flag, it was a good run while it lasted
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| The soft earth that caught me so many times before, hit me like a cement wall,
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| broke every bone of hope in my body, the truth revealed itself to me like the
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| captain of a sinking ship
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| Though vultures circle over me, though wolves nipped at my feet,
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| I was too blind to see, too deaf to hear the funeral horns ringing in my ears,
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| for years, I refused to see the procession trailing on my feet
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| It takes a strong man to keep on fighting, & a smarter one to admit his defeats,
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| but I was neither of these. |
| Too stubborn to fold, knew not of a retreat,
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| when I led my horses to water, I drowned everyone that wouldn’t drink
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| What if everything you thought was gold turned to bronze beneath your feet?
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| My every foundation built on crumbling sand. |
| Turns out Eden was a dry and
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| deserted land, and that beauty in the distance, a plundering harlot who robbed
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| me blind when I reached her thieving hands
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| So, go on and tell me that you told me so. |
| Who needs another’s wisdom when
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| you’ve got so much of your own? |
| It’s like comparing a bee sting to a knife in
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| your chest. |
| Just keep a smile on the outside while I’m burning up within
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| And I’ll just carry on like the oblivious do
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| In the bliss of sweet ignorance, I’ll carry on |