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Crack-brained you devote a view
You combine what happened to you
Your sight to decide what's for you the right
And nothing matters
Handle your life with a kind of illusion
Hope and fear becomes a fusion
There is no jailer
Is there a prison
Relate a poem for the scene
To get into a presence
A bulwark of human decisions
To push you aside
There is no hand so try a way
You are alone
That's the difference
Desolation will force you
Leave your hiding place
And you keep your arms around
A salvation of trust
And desolation is your loss
Desolation will force you
Leave your hiding place
And you keep your arms around
A salvation of trust
And desolation is your loss
Keep in contact with ideas
Keep in contact with your eyes
You know they put you off
So take a chair, take a break
What's the report
Desolation will force you
Leave your hiding place
And you keep your arms around
A salvation of trust
And desolation is your loss
Desolation will force you
Leave your hiding place
And you keep your arms around
A salvation of trust
And desolation is your loss
Desolation will force you
Leave your hiding place
And you keep your arms around
A salvation of trust
And desolation is your loss
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