Life is floating
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Passing me by
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Sometimes I try to reach for it;
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Sometimes I do not care
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Destiny, I was set to cross
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I only see the paths walked
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Yet, as new images emerge
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I look ahead
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Playing Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde;
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One foot in the stream
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One in control;
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Sometimes I don't care
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Life is floating
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Passing me by
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Sometimes I try to reach for it;
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Sometimes I do not care
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Earth, I was placed upon
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I see society; and Them
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Yet, as I am here anyway
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I look around
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But as things grow too big or too small
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I fall
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I find
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Sometimes I try to reach for it
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Life is floating
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Passing me by
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Sometimes I try to reach for it;
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Sometimes I do not care
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One Play. No Script.
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| Peccatum |
