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RIDE

Substitution for an answer,
Lies on top of lies.
Piece it all together
Nail it down and name your price.
Pounding down the highways,
Trying to fit the size.
Red on the horizon, when
You think in numbers time just flys

RIDE (thru nights inside the rain)
RIDE (thru days of rage)
RIDE (on the waves of change)
To seas of blue from souls of grey.

Blinded. Walking wounded,
Trying to make it to the car.
Stopped by blue investments
Never made it very far.
See the prisons manifesting
Watch them bar by bar.
Filling up with captured daylight,
Bodies drowned in social tar.

RIDE (thru nights inside the rain)
RIDE (thru days of rage)
RIDE (on the waves of change)
To seas of blue from souls of grey.

Y'say you make our choices wisely
Choosing our own enemies.
I guess it's hard to see correctly
When you're tilted toward the holy green.
Filter out the problems,
Scrape 'em from the scene.
Just us and this blind justice
Gettin' down and gettin' mean.

RIDE

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