I'm holding a bubble
no one can believe in They look through
And distort their views They say it's
alright and add with a wink But the wink
has the smile of abuse
I'm holding a mirror no one wants
to peek in It's cracked they say
with a wearisome moan But the crack is
a path just there for the seeking Look
harder the pavings are shown
Losing out slowly I'm trying to make
good But wheels slowly grinding Grind
slowly to mud, slowly to mud
I wished for the earth And I got
me a piece My integrity down My
soul for the lease No one can repeat
what my mouth tries to speak Forsaking
the bit Not seeing the leak
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