Trying to get out of the wood
Feel like I'm doing what I should
But these shadows reek havoc on my eyes
All the while believing these lies
All the while headed to the other side
Step by step along the way
Again turned around.
They want me to stay.
Please clear what lies
All the while believing these lies
All the while headed to the other side
All that is seen are tree
And nothing to be.
Hamlet had an idea,
"To be or not to be..."
Choosing between two was his goal
In that sacred scene of ole
As he stared deep into dead eyes
All the while...
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