Like Cars
All through life shifting gears
All through life burning wears
All through life crying tears
In between we lick that sweet with joy
And the laughter and giggles never so raw
The look in each eye that holds care
Through the whining blows stamp that scare
If men could be so a such
That in every darkness one holds a torch
Sorrow come wet tears
Men are cloth that never wears
Drying tears in shifting gears
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