| Trying to make an impression on the world
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| Like throwing rocks into the sea
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| Trying to bring to my surroundings a subtle piece of me
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| Every action we bring to this life can it change reality
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| Even if it’s an opposite force will it bring equality
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| We all retain these futile gestures
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| Like some common held belief
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| But as the waves return my mote
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| It brings me only slight relief
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| The wings of the butterfly have stirred the forest air
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| And i have made a miniscule contribution
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| An element in the sum of the parts of the ultimate solution
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| Inside the seventh iteration the flaws of order are revealed
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| No straight lines no simple answers the laws of symmetry repealed
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| Like rocks in the waters of the stream of our existence
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| We cling to the mortality and awareness of ourselves
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| What place would we be swept to
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| If we had the strength to let go
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| And let the waters take us to wherever they may flow
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| Just part of the chaos, spinning around me
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| Just part of the chaos, part of the synergy of life
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| Just part of the chaos, rising above me
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| Just part of the chaos
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| Are we delivered to the edge of some far forgotten shore
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| Are we engulfed amongst the waves
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| Are our notes added to the score
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| The symphony continues though it has no shape or form we’ll never
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| Change its course forever just breath against the storm
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| Just part of the chaos, spinning around me
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| Just part of the chaos, part of the synergy of life
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| Just part of the chaos, rising above me
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| Just part of the chaos
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| Our crazy minds insist on bringing order to the world
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| Our systems see confusion in a dark cyclonic swirl
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| The anarchy of nature can’t be tamed by you or i
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| We’ll never understand her patterns it’s dangerous to try
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| Just part of the chaos, spinning around me
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| Just part of the chaos, part of the synergy of life
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| Just part of the chaos, rising above me
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| Just part of the chaos |