you can take my soul.... don't take my pride....
Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand
What is in his hands (what's in his hands)
He walks along the open road of love and life
Surviving if he can (surviving if he can)
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
Chained to all the places that he never wished to stay
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
As he faced the sun he cast no shadow
Here's a thought for every man who tries to understand
What is in his hands (what's in his hands)
He walks along the open road of love and life
Surviving if he can (surviving if he can)
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
Chained to all the places that he never wished to stay
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
As he faced the sun he cast no shadow
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cahrizz:
man you are some kind of poet dog 
redmess:
well, it just so happens that my name is Maggie. 