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2020

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They took me on horseback far, far away
Arms linked together in a sign of our shared faith
Fair-haired and angry and yet we are the same
Bound together in his light, our leader of the day
Won together, our fight and now it’s gone away

But things are different now 
Our light could never stay
And in it’s place, a devil’s son 
Whom all will learn to hate

Your eyes are still the same to me
Bright and filled with rage
But his are clouded over and I’ve a choice to make
Between the ones I love and the ones that I am under oath to save

Time is of the essence, the time to act is now
Lying through my teeth and all I have is not what I’m allowed
Count my blessings, keep him waiting, running through the underground
Nevermind the silly sounds, only say what I’m allowed

One who’s gaze is yellow, the other who’s is red
Neither seem aloft and both have gotten deep into my head
I'm a servant, I'm a waiter, I'm a boy who nods his head
That's the life that I have led, eyes of yellow, eyes of red

And I've seen things that he will never see
I've been told of horrors about people I won't meet
The ram is cold and angry and I am soft and sweet
It's hard to meet his gaze, I stare at my feet

I can't meet his gaze, oh, I can't meet his gaze
The sideway eyes give no reply so I stare at my feet
The yellow glow, the final glow
I stare at my feet

Time is of the essence, the time to act is now
Lying through my teeth and all I have is not what I’m allowed
Count my blessings, keep him waiting, running through the underground
Nevermind the silly sounds, only say what I’m allowed

One who's life is yellow and the other who's is red
Neither kept me safe and both have taken place in his head
Be the servant, be the waiter, be the boy who nods his head
Thats the life that I have led, eyes of yellow, eyes of red

Time is of the essence, the time to act is now
Breathing through my teeth, and all I know is I've been broken down
Sparks of fire, lights and color, can anybody hear me now
Never mind the silly sound, only say what I'm allowed

One who's wreathed in green and his brother wreathed in red
Could've run away bur our consciousnesses got in our heads
Way out there, would it be different? Laugh our pears and break our bread
But now we stay the course we've led, wreathed in green and wreathed in red

Someday I'll get out of bed

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