Sitting under a tree wrapped about by the cold embrace of the weather
Clearing my mind, trying to figure out how I feel
But here I am left in the middle of the ocean of nothingness
My head aches from the bruises I have rained on my mind
Trying to figure out what life is all about
Now pacing about just so I can make life out
Going down the line of history, some had it easy, others not
Life, I see, has so many puzzle pieces I cannot fit into place
I guess I need to seek the original Designer and Architect for help.
[Written by Emmanuel Grant-Brew]
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