The mind of the man is sure to grip your hand
and firmly pull your feet out from underneath the shallow sand
keep the layer thin so you can stay within
the times that are a changin' they're crawling on your skin
darkness steals the light
all the time
darkness steals the light
all the time
all of the time
all of my friends and even enemies
are trying to keep sane to no avail
all of my friends and even enemies
are trying to keep sane to no avail
wicked through the mist the trails of consciousness
leave the mind to wonder if the mind-it does exist
prints from fingers fade–they're weathered out of date
my record's on display now it's time to walk away
darkness steals the light
all the time
darkness steals the light
all the time
all of the time
all of my friends and even enemies
are trying to keep sane to no avail
all of my friends and even enemies
are trying to keep sane

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