Who am I and who are you
Seems the only way out is through
So many questions, so little time
Don’t wanna be a victim of this twisted rhyme
This time, gotta do what’s right
Turned around, with second sight
Do as I do, not as you say
Sick of listening to the voice of decay
Questions, what’s right or wrong
Still the search for somewhere to belong
Outgrown this tired refrain
Keep on moving try to kill the pain
Language, expression and thought
Born against, the blindness we’re taught
Push the boundaries to a different place
And in my mind, the fear is erased
Chance on the outside
But the will is within
Gave me the boy wide eyed
Shown you the man herein
Lookout
Publisher: Tempest Eye Music (www.tempesteye.com)
Copyright 2006 Tempest Eye Records
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The Masked Musician / Tempest Eye Records