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Sitting in a dusted stairwell
Singing my song to the wall
No one listening to anything said
That doesn't really matter at all
You can have the wind and the rain
And the pleasure of being alive
Freedom isn't found in doing what you want to
But in doing what you know is right
I relax and give my tempter
The time He needs to carry on
In my heart I see the future
Built on nothing I have drawn
Content with simple explanations
I delight in my misery
Confused by all your visitations
Life you have no hold on me