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By Chances are Date: 2003 Jan 13 Comment on this Work [[2003.01.13.23.21.29994]] |
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Well I'm walking round a wide brown land Seems my feet don't touch the sand If you're willing to listen I am ready to talk If you think that all is said we'll walk I'm trying to find some gentle meaning In this strangest mystery I'm standing tall and I'm not leaning Soldier, lend an ear to me You made the strangest game plan knowing Games were all we ever had If you're playing the hand I think you're showing You should know I think you're not that bad And life is never what it's seeming It's the strangest mystery I see you and I think I'm gleaning What it is you'd like to be So find me in the rock pool swimming Bathing in the sweetest sun Life is for now, it's maybe for the living Then we've tentatively begun If you think you like what you're seeing There's chance for you and me And if it isn't what you're seeking Life is still a mystery |