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Work in Progress

High and Low

If the world is so bad,
Why can't I just bring myself to frown?
Well, it's true: we'd rather remember what we had
Than reach right on out and feel.
I suppose I should be sad
That we tell our kids "It's okay to dream",
As if there was something wrong with that at all.
And people tell me, "I'm not judgemental,"
Because they assumed I was judging as well.

I guess I just feel
That we're safe from hell
'Cause what kind of God would send us on down?
Life's a riddle, and I don't expect the answer.
What's the fun in that?

What's the use in praying to the stars
to make the sun give up and tell?
She told me, "Stay true,"
But I never gave her an answer at all.
We look to the clouds
When all our questions are here on the ground.
The dog howls to the moon,
And we laugh and we swoon,
Yet the moon must have something to listen to.
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I think I need help with my intros, and keeping my work uncluttered.
Any help is appreciated.
The arena is empty except for one man,
Still driving and striving as fast as he can.
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up,
And long ago somebody left with the cup,
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns...