The Soul — Optical Illusion

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Found myself a bed in the city
Trying to make myself a little money
The living is hardest here
But no-one needs me where the living is good

Found myself a hazel eyed girl
Together we would conquer
But in the end she found another man
I found myself fists clenched going slightly mad

The particles arranged to receive the light
Refract back an optical illusion

Wake up sweating in the middle of the night
I’m shaking I might need it one more time
But I’ve come too far to turn
How much longer will I have to kick, scream, curse?
Just the other day a field gets played
No innocence was lost that day
Do we live in a hopeless world?
Not if we leave it better than we found her

The particles arranged to receive the light
Refract back an optical illusion
The particles arranged
Refract back an optical illusion