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I think of things bigger than I am.
When the mood is as black as the night sky
I think of things greater than me
When the illusion falters for a moment, I think of those things
With the whirl of a world, when the demons surrounding chatter infernally
Then something is funny
Or something is a pity
Then I laugh, rather jeer. Pass the time and dull the senses
I see with my eyes not my mind.
I speak with my mouth not my soul.
I set my own Earthly goal
I am the dead man over my body and I see a snapshot of what is,
And I think of things bigger than I am.
When the mood is as black as the night sky
I think of things greater than me
When the illusion falters for a moment, I think of those things
With the whirl of a world, when the demons surrounding chatter infernally
Then something is funny
Or something is a pity
Then I laugh, rather jeer. Pass the time and dull the senses
I see with my eyes not my mind.
I speak with my mouth not my soul.
I set my own Earthly goal
I am the dead man over my body and I see a snapshot of what is,
And I think of things bigger than I am.