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Full of this stuff, just for a sign.
Watching the I am watching... the flowers die.
The spider holding on by string,
Still I'm all alone hearing circus type thing.
So ask what I think, I'll tell you I think it's frightening.
All of these places to and yet we are still.
A weightless improbable force has to enlighten,
But why should we listen if there's nothing in it to
I'm hearing these questions my friend.
You're never hearing the sounds,
But for the voices.
These sweet voices, they follow me all the way down.
It seems that we dream hard for peaches and cream and sweetness.
If we are we eat then why are we not sweet ourselves?
And where's this Arcadian gateway loved by Pandora?
Did she bring our demise or be to the nature of self?
Often I'm seeing by friend
And I see him in you
Disguised as a song he for the end.
But a few were for the truth.
A few were for the truth.
I'm finding no comforting words the priest, But I've found that each season can sing.
If she'd survived beyond she might've seen the spring,
To see that we all make circus type thing.