We're born with the living
We die with the dead
and around
and around
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When Man stands on the Earth
and knocks on the sky
waiting to fly,
Remember where he started
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a queen who was old
went through time to sea many world s
and honor s all she had
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We walk on grounds so petrified
filled with what we believe's wrong and what's right
the fear to look up at the angels and demons
surrounding our heads with fake hope and false greetings
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I think about how love is a drug
I think about my youth and my place in the world
I think about how much I don't care and how much I do
I think about music and the universe
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Art brings carefree discussion,
essence forgotten, gone home
I've judged, knowing life might not obey people quickly-
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