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My Thoughts The temperatures are rising but the ice that holds me in
Won't let me out so I sit here once again
Twirling my thumbs and bored out of my head
Couped inside this tiny shed
Thinking of the past and the way the seasons turn
Between the earth and the sun
We're held to this life by revolutions and cycles
Spinning us down the drain as we walk on our way
As the high life fades are we any closer to the sun
Or have we stayed in place
Is there anyone out there feeling the same
Thinking what is the purpose or what's in a name
Maybe there will be a time when I figure life out
I've heard an answer but it fill me with doubt
Cause as every day that passes
Did I make life better
Did I learn a lesson
Did I get any closer to the sun
Am I closing the gap or is it further away
Between the past and today
