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The Path
03:16
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Two paths lay there in the road
And one's the path that was advised
Of the other path not much was told
I took the path less traveled by
Come and play a game with me
A game of my creation
A technicolor symphony
Through warped imagination
It's starting any second now
So hold your tickets high
The price we ask to sit you down
Is what's left of your mind
Two paths lay there in the road
And one's the path that was advised
Of the other path not much was told
I took the path less traveled by
Come into a world with me
Behind the velvet curtain
A world of intense imagary
Where nothing seen is certain
It's starting any second now
So hold your tickets high
The price we ask to sit you down
Is what's left of your mind
Two paths lay there in the road
And one's the path that was advised
Of the other path not much was told
I took the path less traveled by
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I've been too old to live but too young to die
Too big to run and too big to cry
With too much to hold but too much to drop
Too slow to go but too quick to stop
Where'd you think your money goes?
I've too much to keep, not enough to sell
Too small a heap to crawl in a dwell
With too many hours but too little time
Too much of yours is too much of mine
Where'd you think your money goes?
Too many places too far to go
Too much to think not enough to know
Too many faces with too much to say
Too many spaces in too many days
Where'd you think your money goes?
Too many farmers with too good a crop
Not enough to smoke but too much to stop
Too much on haircuts too hard to style
Too much to spend on all of the while
Where'd you think your money goes?
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Within Your Eyes
04:52
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Picture what I see inside your photograph
It's a thing that no one else has claimed to see
I see it in every one of your photographs
It reaffirmed my faith in destiny
And even over time there's a message in your mind
That's peering out to see to clearer skies
But it's trapped behind your face inside this photograph
Deeply submerged within your eyes
We have our conversations in this murmuring
I imagine that your words are kind
You're plastic preconceptions may be furthering
You're words may be a burden you've designed
But deep behind your lies there's a message in your cries
That's peering out to see the clearer skies
It's trapped behind your voice inside this murmuring
Though I can see within your eyes
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Shifa
03:44
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Here she comes she's hidden her hair
Here she comes in silk that she wears
She stands and i want her
Here she stands, shifa
Here she comes all of five foot three
Here she comes, she's walking to me
Here she stands and I want her
Here she stands, Shifa
Meeting her is destiny, being with her is my fate
I only hope to tell her so before it gets too late
I've seen the way she looks at me, I know this must be real
The only thing I need to know is the way she makes me feel
Here she comes with piercing eyes
Here she comes, she's telling no lies
Here she stands and i want her
Here she stands, Shifa
Here she comes she's more than she seems
Here she comes, she's fit to be queen
Here she stands and i want her
Here she stands, shifa
Meeting her is destiny, being with her is my fate
I only hope to tell her so before it gets too late
I've seen the way she looks at me, I know this must be real
The only thing I need to know is the way she makes me feel
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Lost Their Way
06:31
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Leaning slightly to the left you hang your family crest
You fill your mind with sugared lies your family knows the best
I hear the words you say and it sounds to me that someone's lost their way
I wake up in the morning too many hours too late
The night already dawning and darkening my fate
In the demise of day it sounds to me that someone's lost their way
Feel free to share your wisdom in badly chosen words
I doubt that I will listen and I'll scorn each word in turn
Inside I may be grey and it sounds to me that someone's lost their way
I scratch until I'm bleeding at what will soon be scars
This life I say I'm leading has lead me out too far
It's leading me away, and it sounds to me that someone's lost their way
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Patterns
11:02
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As I lay with my head on my pillow
I look up to the ceiling and stare out into the void
My mind created and then self inflated
Liberating the night
Lit by the lights of the full moon and the neon in my eyes
But the moon shines differently
In the patterns of my mind
As I lay with my arms softly flowing
Into the eyes of indifference slowly rising
From peripheral vision
And into my gaze, I think I've been here for most of my days
And the lights shine bright from my ceiling and into my eyes
While things slowly turn
With the patterns of my mind
As I lay with my thoughts overlapping
My mind overflowing and spilling out into time
I see the gears of all my years
Slowly turning
And churning away at my thinking
Have I lost my mind or is there one still out there to find?
And a look of indifference washes over my face and my eyes
Laced with my ignorance
Are the patterns of my mind
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