I'm tired but still I dance
I play my song and see beauty
I'm scared to break the trance
But still I'm searching
I'm a Dad, A husband, and a seeker
I seek truth and look inside
What I see is freakier
Than if nighttime strangers collide
Holding truth and loosing grip
To all things old
Is the cup of life I sip
As paths unfold
Illusions create choices
So strong they work
And as I find the hidden voices
I tackle the ultimate jerk
So this is life as I am here
To cooperate with circumstance
And walk through fear
Giving meaning to seeming chance
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