Sleepwalking
as we move on through our day to day
heading who knows where
the hustle and bustle of the there about
seemingly without a care
the ups and down in this show of life
the taking of the offering
if we could see i think we'd find
that we mostly are sleepwalking
we slip and slide the routine
one foot in front of the other
along the way we eat and breath
so as not to blow our cover
making sense in all of this
mumbling as if talking
doing it like nobody's biz
the artful art of sleepwalking
wheeling as we're dealing
faking savoir faire
the sleepy path that we are on
is filled with our nightmares
we make our way through drowsy days
no hesitation in the balking
all we have made in this display
effortlessly sleepwalking
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