Can there really be any sort of purpose
To this crazy game of trying to get around
Or are we just clowns performing in a circus,
Being laughed at by an audience we've not found?
I don't reckon there's a reason
I see no point in being around
No way do I believe in reason -
I'm just accepting what I've found:
People going 'round in endless circles
Lost and feeling all alone
Life's just one big endless circle
And you've got to get around it on your own...
Monday, May 26, 2008
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