If I was an activist...maybe things would be different.
Maybe I'd remember what its like to yell.
Those days we rioted like he does
until the night burned down and the stars came out.
It wasn't worth it, I know.
But at least we had a cause.
Now I guess
my causes are lost.
But what can ya do?
We're all spinning in circles, and we can't stop it.
Guess we just have to keep on blinking
like I do
and keep on walking
like I have.
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