The Key
He looks at what he's becomesince his life has changed
He always thought he'd be someone
but only built a cage
Youthful dreams are full of hope
then drift away with time
He blames himself for it all
his rhythm lost it's rhyme
He feels he's lost and it's too late
he fails to find the key
To open wide his prison gate
allow his spirit free
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