

A Path to the Beginning[Verse 1:] The streaming winds of comfort, No longer blow across my path. All has become so still and silent. The skies cave in, and all turns dark.A Path to the Beginning
It no longer matters where I stand, Or what I may never get to see. I turn back… And leave the scene…
[Chorus:] It is always easy to turn your back, On a destination with a goal. I only wish I had the strength to go on, And follow my enriched soul.
[Verse 2:] The trail beneath my feet crumbles, As I take with me discomfort back to the start. Nothing appears to b
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Zydrate comes in a little glass vial
And the little glass vial goes into the gun like a battery
And the Zydrate gun is pressed somewhere against your anatomy
And when the gun goes off it sparks and you're ready for surgery
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MacBeth can be a comedy. It's all about your perspective.
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