utopian visions of a dream world
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quickly fade into dust
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you finally seize the golden prize
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and see it's really rust
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obstacles are overcome but followed by another test
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finally settling in the sun still get wracked by stress
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happiness brings on psychic pain
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for the darkness surely follows
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the sun inevitably sets for each rise on the morrow
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your reality of existence you can't escape
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an absurd meaninglesness
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yet you think you reason your inner world
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can't explain why with it you're blessed
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got no way to say who's right or wrong
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takes thirtysomething states to ratify constitution
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hitler pursued his destiny
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with approval of public opinion
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cut away fron God it is the human condition
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no happy endings for the rich
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see them languish and die alone
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the poor die their absurd deaths
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drugs or aids or starvation
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conformed to the choice conformed to the fall
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sweet breath of Revelation taken as a tale too tall
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saving bitterest tears
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for when the Truth hits their eyes
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will God also cry knowing they won't be dried?
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Psychic Pain
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| Frank's Enemy |
