Hard to fight the feeling
Lost sight of the man in the mirror
Listening even though deafness is clearly the factor
Same route
No new dimensions
Tired, exhausted everything seems senseless
But I told you believe in me
When have I steered you wrong
This shouldn't be a sad song
My heart always sings to your content
Refrain from this condescending place
I came to your rescue without the Que to!
William K. Butler
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