Too many questions But no one seems to know The value of the answers Too many fingers and all pointed back at me Is it because I was the one who pointed mine first? I see a problem but maybe it`s part of me Excuses without reasons I have a conscious inspiring to be More than a thought that`s burning deep inside of me
I see a doorway and I fumble for a key How many turns until it opens? And what will it reveal? I`m at the center, or is it left of me When will it open?
On the surface, the smile evades the truth The words are even cheaper I ask for something impossible to give And sit back and watch it all go
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