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Life Can Confound, Ourselves We Can't Outrun
We take step after step knowing our course is unsound,
We then assume success before we've even begun;
We repeat what we've heard pretending we're profound,
We demand respect from others but we offer none.
We leap off the edge expecting not to hit the ground,
We pull the trigger hoping the bullet doesn't leave the gun;
We say that we love music but we hear only sound,
We scream at the wind and shake our fist at the sun.