A place of choice
Outside the forceps of grief
Liberates one's voice
Like a long incarcerated thief
Outside the forceps of grief
Liberates one's voice
Like a long incarcerated thief
The truth was said
Of when man's need be sated
His greed misplaced
Transcends limit, unabated
Of when man's need be sated
His greed misplaced
Transcends limit, unabated
Fulfillment is not in numbers
But in the ideas we hold
So it is indeed no wonder
That even the rich grow old
But in the ideas we hold
So it is indeed no wonder
That even the rich grow old
When man desires a thing
His will, soon, deeply perverted
Defiles his natural being
For desires not truly wanted
His will, soon, deeply perverted
Defiles his natural being
For desires not truly wanted
But in all this
exist a glaring contradiction
Of many a thing gone amiss
As if by heavens decision
exist a glaring contradiction
Of many a thing gone amiss
As if by heavens decision
