An inquisitive mind
Will always tune into the world beyond.
Curiously you'll find yourself
So keep a close eye
Observing it all with intrigue.
Such a detailed awareness
Helps you to feel alive. You're always watching,
But it's only watching. This voice so confident
Stuck in his verbal crusade
And proud of chanting opinions
Ranting an invented position
You're glorifying this misperception. You're only ever a witness
To what you want to see
So in love with the sound of you own voice
The watcher runs
And why? You would talk for eternity
With the circles of his debate
And in the end, what's been achieved? So fill your head
With what you think you understand.
My ears grow tired Lend yourself only when it suits
Of listening to this constant recital
For this worthy cause, for this worthy cause
Feed the elevation that you so desperately, so desperately. In all these words in which you preach
I would have thought you'd act.
But you're sitting too comfortably
In a land so distant
Watching for entertainment. Too proud to admit flawed opinions
And in this voice of confidence
Preaching his invented position.
These tones will always
Bound to his verbal crusade
Deceive the unfamiliar
Still glorifying your misperception.
So in love with the sound of you own voice The watcher runs
And why? You would talk for eternity
With the circles of his debate
And in the end,
what's been achieved?.
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