Life in General


One day you're born, one day you die
And ev'rything inbetween's called life
You grow old tryin' to be yourself
In a world where you're supposed to be someone else
But no one ever tells you how to find
That elusive thing called peace of mind
So you run for what they say is right
With weary legs and blinded sight
So walk the well-worn path of man
And try your best to understand
Piece the puzzle, pay the price
Learn how not to roll the dice
They tell you what you have to be
But all you have to be is free
My, don't the days float by
Like a lazy cloud in a summer sky?
Through love and hate and joy and pain
Through sunny days and weeks of rain
Through all the things a life must be
Like a tiny raft on a stormy sea
So walk the crumbling road of man
And try your best to understand
Why society wants your square-peg soul
to fit into its neat round hole
They tell you what you have to do
But all you have to do is be is free

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