Uprising within us, a sense of total disillusion
About what we’re made of and where we want to be
It’s not so important to collect as many things
As we can before our time is up
Maybe we have to forget everything we learned
About where we came from to find out where we need to go
It’s not so important to collect as many coins
From the fountain before our time is up
We become everything we criticize
Light gives way for shadows to open our eyes
Blinding us within
Nothing is sacred, not that it ever was
Our life is more than a side effect,
We must learn to be lost graciously
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