Fire fly landed on a slender weed
I saw her flash and said, Yes, indeed,
That little light is the only light i know
Winged girl dancer sing her notes
said to myself thats all she wrote
Thats just one breeze ive got to let it blow
Hold out walk in the burrowed pit
he layed right down and said this it
ive gone as far as far as i could go
he died right there he died then
when he did he began again
He got back up and headed down the road
it seems theres just one story
it seems there just one song
passed around eternity
that aint long
tortoise laughed as he passed the hare
he smiled and said im getting there
but cant get through there by just by standing back
when ur there ur never here
and here is where it seems so clear
the winner of the rat race are the rats
runnin races in my head
whos leading who, who is being led
who is burning, who's waiting to combust
I realize its all just fine
'cause in the end with a little time
we all turn into the stars and other dust
You've got yours and you want mine
take that space and stand in line
defines whats yours as anybody chooses
we claim to know what we're fighting for
but its always just the same old war
somebody wins and everybody loses
the raven and the eagle met
what they both said I will not forget
but how they said it, I will long remember
I recall the fire they lit
the roaring leaping flame that lit
there's just one fire now till its dying ember

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