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What if you became a proselyte
For no-one as much as yourself?
Believing in nothing beyond line of sight
and nothing beyond your good health
It sounds fairly dire, I know,
until one considers the fact
That we can struggle all we want to,
but no part makes up for what the whole's come to lack
Follow a whim,
End up like him -
As long as you can live with it.
Damned whether you do or you don't,
but all the while driven to tell
What it is you can't help but see,
they'll throw you to, to the lions as well
Follow a whim,
End up like him -
As long as you're sure
You can live with yourself now.
Follow a whim,
End up like him -
As long as you're sure
You can live with yourself now.
(but I never asked why, though, I never asked why.)
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A New Tradition
03:31
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If I profess to live for truth,
i'd expect that you'd ask for proof -
As far as bold claims go,
it's top of the list
And I know you'd less likely say
Whatever gets you through the day,
at least i'll fool myself
that you might get the gist
In truth i'm scared as hell
Of things i'd rather never tell
For fear that speaking them aloud
Could bring them true
At least at last I see,
It's not based in reality
and there's so much difference
between precedence and you
Whether by fortune or foresight
We've ended up here together
Don't waste your time telling me you're sure you're right
That nothing lasts forever -
That doesn't leave us anywhere.
You wave goodbye and exit scene,
And I think how naive i've been
To try and boil this down
To some structured state
As methods go, I know it's poor -
You'd think that i'd have learned before,
To stop and hold my breath,
To make myself wait.
Whether by fortune or foresight
We've ended up here together
Don't waste your time telling me you're sure you're right
That nothing lasts forever -
That doesn't lead us anywhere,
and "it's just fine",
Well what has "fine" ever meant,
When every line's heaven-sent,
You say "it's nothing now"
Well all the best...
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Song To The Subterfuge
04:47
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State my motivation,
and feed me my lines,
I was born to play this part;
to stand for all it undermines.
I've learned method acting -
If nothing besides -
From the faces in the glare
And all that each one derides.
But I was looking for a way to be sure,
Looking for my way out,
Could the forces guiding me have been that pure?
I was so certain, 'til you gave me cause to doubt.
The words on the tongue
Of the town are aimed at me
They said "you're here because of what you want -
What else could it be?"
But i've learned far too well
From my time "underground"
To say "You know too well what captured me,
What kept me around"
But I refuse to see my time here
as being a mistake
It's like theatre, people have fun
Even when they know it's fake.
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Pace back and forth
Through your childhood years
Take great leaps without faith at all
As whatever matters disappears,
And it's unlike you
To notice as it goes.
So set in your ways
In a way no-one knows
But you could always come back,
Come back,
Like all was forgiven.
Pay no regard to
Whatever you've lost
The heart you've abandoned
And the miles you've crossed
If you're so certain
That you're in the right
Then I couldn't explain
Why you seem so contrite.
But if you're willing,
You could come back
Come back
All is forgiven
(if you can let it be)
Outrun, Outrun
Outrun, Outrun
Outrun, yourself -
If you're sure that you've got the strength
Outrun, Outrun,
If you think you're fast enough
If you think you're fast enough
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