pyramid
On this new world, I met a clerk
He told me how the life here works
They toil and lose 'till one has gained
And search for things not plain to eyes
You see those signs, bright, flick those lights
No end in sight for whom to find
What thee most needs, in most ought ways
And on we go, and on we go
He told me how the life here works
They toil and lose 'till one has gained
And search for things not plain to eyes
You see those signs, bright, flick those lights
No end in sight for whom to find
What thee most needs, in most ought ways
And on we go, and on we go
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Writer(s): Jorge Espejo
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