Now that I have given up on the past
I've garnered some trust and I know it will last
How that I've started to let myself go
The end is inside every act of the show
Let me rewind you and open your eyes
Your spinner is spun, you wont compromise
The fruits of the future are carrots on strings
Once you begin to believe what you sing
Others are sources of intrigue and hope
Inspire the tireless focus of scope
Consumption and light are gifts to the night
It isn't so cruel to have such a plight
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