The Lost Man
Identity Crisis!? We Fight it,
Thinking, no one will see the candle, If we don't light it.
Loose Ourselves in daily survival,
Don't read the bible cuz the times not there.
Work all day saying life an't fair.
Bad attitudes, bad moods,
People pass by, and can't even look you in the eye.
Why?
What happened to Hi, Good morning, Goodnight,
How you doing, is everything alright?
Were on the defense, rushing life and fighting death,
It don't even make sense!?
Were not that different, were just so distant.
We lost unity and compassion,
But most of all passion,
What happened?
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