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Seen down every path of dark road*
Just Breaking myself taking too much load
Seen taking too much load
Too many weights resting on my back
Had to look between the folds just for what I lacked
Just for what I lacked
Climbed up a tree without any limbs
And overlooked my life 'til the lights got dim
'til the lights got dim
I saw no signs and no real true love
No wheel to steer to the roof up above
To the roof up above
You'll never reach the clouds if you don't take the bait
Ain't no light in a tunnel that's a figure eight, yeah
As my motor grew weak, I hopped a four horse guide
But disguised for a transport, I almost died
Yeah, alright.