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Another day hangs its hat on
the horizon
unimpressed by all the people
and their sizes
(You can get me the hell out
of here
but don't you take me away
from my beer)
We race each other to the ends
of the earth
never taking time to realize all
its worth
(We all are descent from the
ancients
we all choose our way to the
light
Searching high and low to find
our paradise
doing all the things that most
would find unwise
soon we’ll realize that all our
space is lost
and at the end the means wont
justify the cost
We're all destined to live our
own dreams
we all think we're wrong when
we're right
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