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The Cure
The lights beam down on the Capital City
A gust of night awakens the leaves
The streets are clean but the drains are gritty
The truth lay asleep while the whole world grieves.
Alive on the inside but certainly still
A man sits alone with a hat in his hand
He should not have taken that third or fourth pill
But screw it, he thinks, I play in a band
Carried off to a faraway home
Our friend meets the face of an ominous fellow
He knows this place well, he picks a new bone
His head can’t be far from that capacious pillow
We’ve got to give credit where it’s overdue
The library notice says read the fine print
Everybody’s alone, but we’re in the same zoo
So suck it up, kid, and take the right hint
Tie your laces up tight, for tonight, it’s war
Against all that is lost or damaged or dead
With the wings of an eagle, o’er battlefields soar
And see that the right faces have been painted red
It’s a war against depravity, poverty, sickness
It seems that the hospitals are quite overbooked
Grab a seat in the lobby and soon we will cure this
But as for tonight, You’re still just as hooked
So take your medicine, get your fix
But tomorrow, know, you’ll be back here again
You cannot escape the inevitable matrix
Life has trapped you, the maze never ends.
But know that the answer lies deep within
Underneath all of your human desires
Remember the words of your closest of kin
“Within each of us burns an insatiable fire
A fire not quenched by the coolness of water
That cannot be buried ‘neath sand, nor smothered.
The only way to escape this slaughter
Is to place your hand in the hand of another”
