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TIME Lyrics: Time is a natural thing It shows the movement of things My aging skin looks More & More & More lived in From the moment life begins, to the moment I’m standing in It’s how we know we’re real It’s the very thing we all want to steal In time your pain will heal In time there’s pain that you will feel Oh yes, the past, it stings But time heals all things Time is a clock, it ticks Tick Tock, Tick Tock, Away Every moment of my life Is another day I’ve yet to live But that’s okay I’m only Human, anyway Trapped in this skin, Trapped by the fall that lives within. And soon we’ll fade away Just like dust blown in the wind And soon we’ll fade away All we are is dust blown in the wind time is a thief It steals our memories It takes our yesterdays And the ones we love, it takes them away Time is a glass Half full, Half empty Of all the things we wanna be But we know we may never be The things we know we’ll never be Time steals our memories And soon we’ll fade away Just like dust blown in the wind And soon we’ll fade away All we are is dust blown in the wind

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Lyrics: What’s deep between, what goes unseen There’s an emptiness that roams It fills the space, inside every place It makes your thoughts it’s home The void of what once used to be Now a hollowed shell… Life of Possibility Has become a dried up well It has turned to dust And left itself for the emptiness to creep inside And crush beneath the weight of nothingness And inside the void of everything It sucks you dry, leaves you to die Convinces you life is meaningless What’s deep inside the depths we hide, Are the remnants of a well, oh well… Where life once sprung Where songs were sung And where freedom rang it’s bell Now slavery has taken toll And all that remains there All that remains there… Now all that remains there… All that remains there Is the Hole. Is the Hole The void that no one can fill Is the Hole.

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Thanks to the human heart by which we live

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Symbols, symbols everywhere...

and these symbols make me sad.

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"Change is the master key." From an introduction by Winston Churchill in a book about his remedial hobby—painting. There is always more than one option.

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This is also why i think it is so good to see from another's perspective. Not only does it broaden your perspective and give you a more holistic outlook of existince, but it strengthens the the aspects of your perspective that hold truth. Very restful and life-giving as well. Change is the master key.

FOREVER By Dena Lumley

Sometimes I feel invisible. Small. Insignificant. and I am. Facebook this and Facebook that, Blog this and blog that, Tumblr this and tumblr that, tweet this and tweet that, Soundcloud this and Soundcloud that... yada yada yada... Trying tirelessly to be heard in a crowded room full chatters, and (seemingly) confident perspectives and I am soft spoken, I don't cause a ruckus, I stand silently. a word here a word there. a post here and a post there, a blog here a blog there, a tweet here and a tweet there... nobody listens though. nobody really listens. And since I don't partake in power dynamics, nor push forth my own agenda, or propagate my own perspective, I stand silently listening, trying to make sense of the chatter that fills up my social networks. I know I don't know. I have nothing to post about, no blog to write, no tweet to tweet, no status to update. This doesn't mean I have no depth, or that I do not think, or that I have nothing to say. Rather I have no interest in talking to the land of robots, no interest in wasting my breath to yell over the millions of voices documenting there daily lives. I have no interest in posting my opinions for those to judge with out a face to face explanation or an actual conversation of the topic. Sometimes I feel invisible. Small. Insignificant. And I am.

The Divine Use Of Animosity and Ridicule - Odd Thomas