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An emotional landscape that is called life |
| The red roses and the packages Dressed in gold leaf hide the damages Spot the creator as he balances Life's canvas of hidden challenges Go to bed in the morning air Wake refreshed in sweet despair See my body lying dead there In the depths of a demon's tender care See the black wings flutter nearer There were riots in the neighborhood Just when things were getting good All the things I've done and seen Still I don't know what life means All the people in my life Living inside of my brain Are united by the love Are united by the pain All the things that I've done and I've seen Still I don't know what it means Yet I can hear their tortured screams They are human, real human beings Everywhere I go I can see That everyone is just like me Floating in a fog of dreams Some broken human beings Somewhere along the way I forgot to let the sunlight play In my lap so I could dance Now I want another chance To be human, a real human being |