Reconciliation is a zero-sum game
Karma delivers the mail
All prayers are filtered by God
While you create the wind in the sail
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Trading tomorrow for more todays
Devalues the person you could become
Always take the long way home
Peace and love from your green thumb
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Dreams strewn along lonely streets
Waiting for night to recede
Abandoned, unable to monetize
Some will fly, refusing to concede
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You ask why and I have no reply
I left the highway for the open road
Never looked in the rear view mirror
And got free of that heavy load
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Making choices when the pavement divides
Trusting that quiver deep in my gut
Assures me this decision is right
Crucial journeys are absent a shortcut
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Dismantle the Dream, spend the cash
Gamble the sunshine, sell the stars
Trade the rainbow, harvest the whales
No one survives to read your memoirs
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