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there's a highway bound for glory
just the beginning or the start of its story
we search for truth out of a garbage can
one blade of grass swaying in the wind
where do I even begin again
there are lines being drawn in the sand
when will we ever understand
the Willow tree sways in the wind
golden nuggets of thoughts to gather
prepare for the great here after
as the sound of glass shatters
　
Sad eyes look the other way
stay inside never to come out to play
we built are city of rock & roll
through the roll of the dice
with the beat of the tempo
telling me where it is to go
yet deep inside we want to run and hide
to afraid to expose our true selves
perhaps you want to put that book back on its shelf
when will we ever learn
one soul soars while the other will burn
its a choice we make whether we win or lose
now which pathway in life will you choose ?
