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There once was a guest at my door named surprise It told me 'Get rid of that fear in your eyes, The world's a big place, with plenty of space I'll always be here if the moment should rise' So the clown and the wallflower danced A strange dervish and buffalo stance Till one disappeared, the other lost ears And both wore a thin mask of chance To rebel (to excel) (to rebel) To excel To go your own way alone is a surefire hell But a changeling's tight bind an instinct's soft mind Bloom too late to sense the obvious spell Caught on the wings of a nine But somehow still lost on the eight Stuck on the circuit with no end in sight Waiting for the hourglass to break
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 7:32 PM UTC
Kismet
There once was a guest at my door named surprise It told me 'Get rid of that fear in your eyes, The world's a big place, with plenty of space I'll always be here if the moment should rise' So the clown and the wallflower danced A strange dervish and buffalo stance Till one disappeared, the other lost ears And both wore a thin mask of chance To rebel (to excel) (to rebel) To excel To go your own way alone is a surefire hell But a changeling's tight bind an instinct's soft mind Bloom too late to sense the obvious spell Caught on the wings of a nine But somehow still lost on the eight Stuck on the circuit with no end in sight Waiting for the hourglass to break
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 7:32 PM UTC
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