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THE NINETEENTH SONG

Robb Strandlund


NO DEMO

    
WHEN I STOP AND THINK ABOUT MY LIFE AND WHAT I'VE DONE,
I REALIZE HOW MUCH THERE IS TO DO.
I FIND MYSELF INSIDE A MIRROR LOOKIN OUT,
AT A MAN SO USED AND YET SO NEW.
TOMORROW HAS COME AND GONE,
AND COME AND GONE AGAIN.
YOU'RE RIDIN' ON A FERRIS WHEEL,
LOOK BACK TO WHERE YOU'VE BEEN.
THE RACE GOES ON 'TIL YESTERDAY,
THERE'S NO WAY YOU CAN WIN.
GO ROUND AND ROUND AND ROUND AGAIN.

BUT YOU'RE REAL, YOU BREATH, AND SEE, AND YOU THINK ALL BY YOURSELF.
YOU'RE NOT A NAME ON SOME COMPUTER CARD.
IF YOU LEAVE BEHIND THE CHAINS, THAT HOLD YOU WHERE YOU ARE.
I THINK YOU'LL FIND THAT LIVIN'S NOT SO HARD.
THE PREACHERS OF DARKNESS, 
THEY'LL TELL YOU IT'S A SIN.
YOU'RE STANDIN' ON THE OUTSIDE, 
THEY'LL BE GLAD TO LET YOU IN.
THEY'LL TAKE YOU, THEY'LL TELL YOU,
THEY'LL BUY YOU, THEY'LL SELL YOU.
TIME AND TIME AGAIN.

SO GO AHEAD, BE BOLD, AND TAKE YOUR LIFE INSIDE YOUR HAND, 
I THINK YOU'LL FIND THERE'S NOTHING ELSE TO DO.
YOU CAN JOIN THE RACE, AND RUN UNTIL YOUR DYIN' DAY,
JUST KEEP IN MIND THE DEVIL TAKES HIS DUES.
A WISE MAN ONCE TOLD ME,  
THAT I SHOULD TAKE IT SLOW.
GO DOWN INSIDE THE GARDEN,
SIT BACK AND WATCH IT GROW.
THE WISDOM OF THE PROPHETS,
IS THERE FOR YOU TO KNOW.
YOU ONLY NEED THE SEEDS TO SEW,
TAKE ME WITH YOU IF YOU GO.