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CAST AWAY

D’you believe a man callin’ himself awake ?

While he knows nothing ‘bout life’s values

 

D’you believe in men who banished

The sage who drank from the fountain, forbidden

 

Some days I refuse any kind of civilization

I dream of living on my own

Castaway on an island

It’s clear as day that those who seek the light

Aim at leavin’ us in darkness

 

Some lie in the shadow of a stingy sun

Far from the ties that bind the needless

 

Some days I refuse any kind of civilization

I dream of living on my own

Castaway on an island

 

Some waste their time

Waitin’ to be recognized

By a guide they’d feed to the crows)

 

Some lose their lives

Waitin’ to be sacrificed

On the altar of their egos

 

Come to me, walk with me

We’ll build on this wasteland…

 

© ℗ 2015 Mumbling Thom