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I woke up with my feet nailed down
And my head moving the speed of sound
Had a dream I was caught in a maze
And I couldn't find my way back out
Some were born to move mountains around
And some to rot away in jail
I get an itch and when I am scratching
Everything can go to hell
And how far is halfway there?
I didn't see you on the trail
Did almost become good enough?
Should a good life be so hard won?
Is that what our dreams have become?
