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The way that I see things
Why can't they try to accept the truth
Which I am trying to bring
Why don't people listen to me
Instead they try to hide
Why can't they see in front of them
The wall made up of lies
People believe in what they hear
And always what they see
Instead they should search with all their heart
And let their minds fly free
I don't think people will understand
What I have to say
But one by one I will set them free
And show them the right of way