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BACK TO SAND DAY BEGINS FOR ALL TO SEE VISIONARY, VISIONARY CRAZY THOUGH AS IT MAY SEEM MANY LOST IN STILL BORN DREAMS HEAVY SHIPS ALL FILLED WITH GLEE DOCKED IN SHAMELESS LUXURY THE ALBERTROSS, OUR GREAT WHITE CLOUD MUST WE STILL WEAR THE TATTERED SHROUD PASTURE GROUNDS OF WHEAT AND MAZE FODDER FOR THEIR GLORY DAY'S AGAINST THE FACE OF ALL OUR PEERS A HISTORY OF FEAR, BLOOD, AND TEARS THIS ARROW SENT FROM HAND OF PLEAD DID YOU EVER, LAP A DOG, SO BRED OF NEED GROWLING AT YOUR BREAST OF GREED PARTY FAITH OF BIGGER DREAMS THRESHING FLOOR OF ILL RUN SCHEMES A PATHWAY, FOR THE BIRD OF PREY MUST WE CLOSE OUR EYES AND SAY, GO AWAY SLEIGHT OF HAND CONCEALING TRUTH FOOD OF ANGER, HUNGRY YOUTH AND WHEN THEY BRING THE CURTAIN DOWN WE'LL ALL WEAR THE REVOLUTION, LIKE A FROWN UPSIDE DOWN CLOWNS SO BITE THE HAND LAST SUPPERS HOST HELP TO SCARE THIS EVIL GHOST GOLDEN CALVES OF THIS OUR LAND MUST WE TURN MAN BACK, BACK TO SAND. (c) S.Watts.