Trembling along like an cup in a quake
I steady myself wth a smile that’s a fake
I’m spinning around like planets in space
Grabbing onto a passing phase

The foundations seem to shudder
No foreman would pass this muster
Seems all I say is filibuster
And my actions lackluster

Shoes seem to be falling off my feet
And made off with what’s left of peace
Light bulbs glow but I can’t see
Anything I can believe

And maybe it’s all maybes
Nothing’s written down and nothing’s as it seems

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