Walk down the hall that is my heart do not look left or right it is me metaphysical art I am not a thing which is easy to hear I put that ring in the things you fear silence is surely not how I rejoice It is in the new chords I bring with my voice Look and my eyes...look at my face Use metaphysics to be in a new place Go back to your cliques...hear the sound without metaphysics the world is not round |
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