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May 2014
Great giver of life where are you now
At the end of it all you are nowhere to be found
You are the worst drug
Trip, Trip, Trip
Drip, Drip, Drip
Tree of life where are you now
Hold high hope
Have endless doubt
Circle and circle the sky
Branches bind the bones
Watch us grow
Eye up high forever watching
Waiting......
Releasing us from our bonds
Catch me if you can
Always you will try
Gold doesn't mean riches
False arrows collide
Sit and wade through the fog
Tell your eyes they're lying
Remove your voice and look beyond
Will you ever change?
Alex Bryan
Written by
Alex Bryan  Denver, CO
(Denver, CO)   
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   Andrew McElroy
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