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Where We Go
I suppose we all have a place
where we somtimes go
When the world becmes too much too bear
and escape is our only choice
some people head to the rooftops
where they can watch the world
unflod below then
other head out far
never to bear eyes
on the sins again
take in the scenery
let the pampering melt away thier worries
but me, I suppose I'm different
When the world becomes too much
and sins too great
I reach a lonely place
My center
its what i need to find my strength
when all hope seems lost
it's what i need to preserve my sanity
in the very insane world
not once has it asked me to leave
or pushed me away
never once has it said im not good enough
when the world get to much
and the defeats of the world too great
I still head to the same place
My unbrideled mind keeps it all locked within
