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A piece about escapism. |
| You be who you are I'm what you want me to be lap dog or hand puppet some new accessory I could be a king dignified and brave at your word I regress back to my natural state If you taste for the seasons for early summer or fall you'll be the winter I will show you them all Tell me to teach you I will show you my mind I sit as a pupil or put all thought aside Like the beat of a drum we move in time crashing as the ocean or gently walking the line Every day that is passing like wishes on the stars I'll be what you want just be who you are |