We live in a world made out of money
We are the bees and that is our honey
We live in a world that can be bought in a store
We live in a world that doesn’t care anymore
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A Pen and A pad
Release’s all of the feelings I have had
They take it in or jot it down
Words that make me smile or frown
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As the earth runs away from this plane
Its distant lights jogging off in the distance
The sun will attempt to cut us off as it always does
Sneaking up from behind the mountains
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Secretly I drift away & dream about you
Secretly we are wed
This thought dances endlessly in my head
Secretly I kiss you before I close my eyes to sleep
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The grand ole jury as some might say
Judging you on judgment day
These five wicked souls who send you to plunder
What of the fifth, I wonder I wonder
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