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you'll never know
which way the wind will blow in this city
it strings you like bait, boosts you up and lets you down
until you've got nothing left

on the nights i'm falling down
in the depths of this small town
i cling to the hope that i'll rise
on a path that's small and subtle
yet keeps me out of trouble
not to meet my own demise

steady with caution
i tell my thoughts to go away
reconnect with senses, while the mind puts up its fences
the conflict is mine

i want to disconnect
freely fall but stand erect
with the hopes to find a peaceful side to roam
until, the siamese twin
the one i hold within
will keep beating me down until i find my home