My options have been exercised
yet my conscience still gains weight
the baggage of age

and the fickle finger of fate
in these strange times
I'm inclined
to feel romance is ironic
the irony of fate
oscillates it's all
it's all
because of this it's all because of this
it's all because we dream

follow your bliss
there's rapture in the
laughter of the gods above us all
lots of little lies
ad soon the stories grow tall illiterate poets

bankrupts tellers and a guide
that has no focus
the irony of fate oscillates it's all
it's all
because of this it's all because
we dream

follow your bliss
a century of hit and miss
it's mostly hit
should you follow your bliss

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