I’m a hill-seeking fool
Using tools without hammers
About to drill my skills
And screw with some answers
Where are the prodigies of today?
If tomorrow, just a mind
I gotta be with the hay
This needle you’ll never find
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I’ll premise permission
Won’t ask before I talk
Earning this position
Like Private Ryan had that thought
Always mind the Mayans
But Egypt is on my mind
Are they all hiding behind?
On our moon, or deep inside?
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Without fear I’m afraid
Too brave to show
I’ll have tears if I’m phased
Because they’re made to go
Get bent but don’t break
Bend your own mind
Seeing is not believing
Just ask the blind