Here inside this quiet room there's direction
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Outside in the sultry noon-time reflection
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A million scurry they are looking for advice
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None willing to lend charity just exercise their
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Shades of Truth, and partisan convention
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Shades of Truth between dispirate lines
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Shades of Truth interpret my intentions
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You don't know I'm alright
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Who authored the blueprints and made us captains?
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Someone proclaimed creation, people listened
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While children by the millions are thrown into this zoo
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The so-called gift of clarity!
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Oh what was God up to?
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Shades of Truth, and lenient conventions
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Shades of Truth, between dispirate lines
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Shades of Truth interpret my intentions
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You don't know I'm alright
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So many walking paralell and pull their blinders tight
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So few offer apology and accept others rights
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And nothing absolutely can be cherished in the end
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Can't we all accept that it will all happen again?
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Just partisan convention
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Shades of Truth between dispirate lines
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Shades of Truth interpret my intentions
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You don't know I'm alright
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Shades Of Truth
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| Bad Religion |
