True Story, No Answer
Ever find yourself wondering how it ever got this way?
A wrong turn could be the answer
To what happens almost everyday!
Even a chance to be a dancer
A cloud looks good when the sun is hot
In the heat of the night, is it not?
I protect the rights of others to do what they might.
So why are there always so many changes every night?
A tale, a dream, a chance to expand
Just don't let it get out of hand!
When the protector must be protected, what is the crime?
Only the chance we may lose this time.
A memory still makes your life full
As long as you don't let it get to full of bull!
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