1967
Born when rebellion was the trend.
Lived with rebellion as my Friend.
Independence is what kept me a live.
Independence is why I died.
Fear was easier then surrender.
I asked "How do I let it go?"
"Hold my hand, trust and the path I will show."
Ah, I can never be done.
I can never think there is not more.
My wretched machine lies in pieces on the floor.
BUT it is still here,still being perfected every day.
I must always RUN but never RUN away.
Lived with rebellion as my Friend.
Independence is what kept me a live.
Independence is why I died.
Fear was easier then surrender.
I asked "How do I let it go?"
"Hold my hand, trust and the path I will show."
Ah, I can never be done.
I can never think there is not more.
My wretched machine lies in pieces on the floor.
BUT it is still here,still being perfected every day.
I must always RUN but never RUN away.
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