7

7 months gone I got it made
Till the pieces fade
Wondering now what's my next play
Was it a mistake
Pray when you do just what you say
Letting go of everyday
Left alone is what I made
Till the pieces fade
Till the pieces fade
Life gives what you deserve
Straight down to the very nerve
No one else to serve
Tell me now you've got a plan
And I'll remain deadpan
Spread out and measure the wingspan
Hand in hand
What's the plan
What's the plan
Living in uncertainty
Gives clarity birth
Charity can be a curse
Illusions surround and burst
Till the pieces fade
Until the pieces fade
Until the peace is made



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Writer(s): John Flasko
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