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We took from the farm and gave to the new

Just to see what we could do with what we knew

We stepped out of the Old World with no special

Purpose in mind

Just to see what we could see and find what

We could find

Imagine our surprise at ourselves when we wanted

To leave it

And go back to where all is simple and you can

Believe it

Where's the ultimate goal

Wishing it was all undone?

It rips away your soul

The burden weighs a ton

Dark Travel

To many Dark Travellers weaving our own

Tattered webs

Paying off our consciences only to start

Over again

Sometimes existing in a well-populated solitude

A place where every living man can see it all

And brood

Dark Travel -

It's not a way

Of life

Is it progress?

It rips you 'tit you die

Dark Travel

Well the boys that you play along with

They don't seem to have what it takes

Blown yourself into the unreal

For your sake you'd better awake

Give yourself a break

Keep rollin' the Paradise Wheel

But for now it seems that this unhappy

Journey will go on

All of the hollow faces and the

Indiscreet Charm

No one even vaguely aware of any

Chance of Charm

Plow the fields and pave the roads of

The Schizophrenia farm