Fall 2015 - Vol. 12, Issue 4

VERSE 1:

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Struggling up the hill but it won't

be long

 

Before tomorrow's yesterday is gone

 

Walking down your hallway and then

move on

 

Want to see a new beginning and

ending.

 

CHORUS:

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Fleeting glimpses of hope

That dissolve like bars of soap

Disregard the slippery slope

But can you see through the smoke?

 

VERSE 2:

Have your share of the carousel's

rounds but then

 

Realize that the revolutions never

end

 

Taking in the scenery all depends

On what you're willing to accept.

 

(Chorus)

 

VERSE 3:

 

Struggling up the hill but you won't

be done

 

When you'll arrive at a place that

you started from

 

Ample time, but still it's borrowed

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Too short to spend in the ricochet of

sorrow.