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whats the point of knowing it’s all for show
when you’ve still got to play your part kid

all the boys
are losing their hair

all the girls
pretend they don’t care

shed all your worries
take better care

waiting to forget what they know

i just want to start again
less composed – a better friend

this production can’t last
and it shouldn’t
and it didn’t

don’t you ever abide

whoa-oh

the past can provide for you

don’t you ever abide

whoa-oh

i’ve seen it before
they’re buried like forceps

last time i saw you
you told me about a book you’d read

“answered prayers”
written in the style we dread

ruthless in it’s use of fiction as a blind for the truth

everyone’s a slave to fact
and still we never seem to get it right

our discourses
using storied sources
so many feeble
so many people working in the abstract

in due reflection, the patterns were there
people gaze upon cycles
in awe and despair

bend straight lines
quotidian thoughts
about the dark age, the 60s, the 90s and the aughts

pondering, intellectually wan
like all devoted fans
we never notice
…when we’re on the jumbotron

pining for some age bygone

“o thoughts of men accurs’d!
past and to come seem best; things present, worst”

ah, these storied sentiments
dare we ever rest?
when every meager folly
is clear in all respects?

something to someone

with a word we come undone

truth or consequence
some mothers son
evocative, to some
something to someone

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