GETTING REAL
WITH WHAT WE FEEL
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to say you are my friend crumbling buildings still there are walls keeping you in keeping me out crumbling memories still the past calls keeping me in keeping you out do you know what you're life's about are you looking at mine are you a child of love or doubt victims get in line everybody's been through the same thing there's nothing so special about you so get out of your rut and start doing the things you say you want to do cuz nobody will care if you drown in your own self-pity whether you're lost in the country or buried in the city everywhere has the same dark places everywhere has the same blank faces everywhere has the same dream chasers everywhere has the same erasers you can wait, count to a zillion and ten it doesn't matter... living down on 4th street again crumbling stories still there are posts keeping you scared keeping you sane crumbling hopes still there are ghosts keeping you crazy keeping you tame do you know what you're doing here what do you want from me are you a child of love or fear victims never see everybody's been through the same thing there's nothing so righteous about you so get off your high horse and start doing the things you say you want to do cuz nobody will care if you die up on your pedastal whether you're queen in the country or a king in the city everywhere has the same dark places everywhere has the same blank faces everywhere has the same dream chasers everywhere has the same erasers you can scream like a pig stuck in a pen it doesn't matter... living down on 4th street again you've got a lot of nerve to lie straight faced about it you've got a wasted life to pretend you can live without it does anybody care how do you really know is anybody there after you go crumbling creatures still there is life keeping the trust keeping the faith crumbling ideals cut like a knife keeping the pain it's not too late do you know what I'm talking about in your vacuum soul are you a child of love or doubt victims have no control everybody's been through the same thing there's nothing so sacred about you so get off of your cloud and start doing the things you say you want to do cuz nobody will care if you dream of some pie in the sky whether you create heaven or hell in your minds eye everywhere has the same dark places everywhere has the same blank faces everywhere has the same dream chasers everywhere has the same erasers you can wait until you die wondering why and how and when it doesn't matter... living down on 4th street again have a yen for zen living down on 4th street again 4th Street Again Ric Candor ©2000 GET BACK LOOSE ENDS INDEX NEXT STEP MAINGATE FRONTDOOR WRITTEN GARDENS CROSSROADS FAREWELL  EMAIL
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