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Finding our bliss

As we’re trying to trust

Learning the just

When we’re all prejudiced

One day or the other

We all end up chasing a shadow

Falling into error

Not to feel, not to feel this unrepentant hole

Black or white

Gray can’t be right

Our despise over lies

Took hold onto our lives

We’re so up close

To an infinite part of a whole

Truth can confound

And lies will let us down

We must find our way

Through the vagueness of the gray

Life’s a matter of perspective

Wars over some fictitious beliefs

And insidious mistakes

Tunnel vision, our weaknesses

As we’re folding on ourselves

Find them! Give you! Help me!

Show us perspective

Find them! Help us! Give me!

An incentive to carry on!

Our world is beyond repair

How can we fix the unfair?

And carry on!

Should our chase

Ever come to an end

It can’t be all wrong

Cause nothing can be found

On our burial ground

Truth can confound

And lies will let us down

We must find our way

Through the vagueness of the gray

Life’s a matter of perspective