i refuse to abuse what is kind to (refuse / the muse / the views), but
it's there and it's happening to me along the way. as we go through the
snow, we cannot forget our foes, but the dinner's always waiting at the
table 'long the way, yeah. what you see, not for me, isn't what you
planned to be, but you'll have what you wanted in the end along the
way. and we'll try as we cry and (above birds / our brothers) pass us
by, to be strong through the ages of our tears along the way, yeah. now
we grow as we show that the morals we must know will be (chagrinned /
shapen) and mistaken by the falls along the way. but forget, don't
regret, to find love and happiness unless you're willing to be strong
when they are gone along the way. like tommy, you are free, and you
will not follow me, until we see each other once more on the path along
the way.
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