15 Mar 2008 09:38 am

Fumbling in the dark I rely on my senses
Hear an echo back, hands become my antennae
I hear what people say, their avowed intention
I smell the subterfuge, I sense their misdirection

Turning on the light I question what others see
I need their verification, and their insight into me
But instead of being mirrors, many lie, scheme or dream
Some take pleasure in telling stories others take advantage or flee reality

Accuracy seldom gets mentioned
Insecure or discreet, out of pain or ambition
The truth gets abused, trashed to extinction
Meaning gets hidden or cast into oblivion

Trying to navigate this life blindfolded and deceived
Is kind of like eating apples with no hands and no teeth
The more we live together in community
The more we need to trust each other get validation thru authenticity

Everyone’s in motion, mostly out of fear
Everyone’s in motion, running past what’s dear
Everyone’s in motion, clouding what once was clear
Everyone’s in motion, won’t you shed a tear

What you do believe doesn’t change what happened
How you choose to deceive, is what really matters

Everyone’s in motion, mostly out of fear
Everyone’s in motion, running past what’s dear
Everyone’s in motion, clouding what once was clear
Everyone’s in motion, won’t you shed a tear

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