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Things can fall into place

But there's still confusion in your face

It's hard to tell this way

But you don't need to understand

To live another day

There are things above us all

No, your mind follows the fall

It's too far, too odd

No, I'm not talking about a god

Just keep following the flow of your thought

Rising above, not after death

Rising above your very own head

Impossible to many of our kind

Impossible is nothing, or everything?

Life, just another paradox

Filled with endless locks

Without the keys

Without we live, without we have to see

Wake up in surreality

I know we may not go down the drain

Today or tomorrow, but someday we will

We seek the need that we don't need

We drink from the chalice of greed

That we think is the chalice of life

To reach the tops unreached

Only to find new lows reached

Not gained immortality

But mastered immorality

Wake up in surreality