once - before man took up dreaming
lost himself in all this scheming
life was lived within the order
life itself its own recorder
but in time a change took place
somewhere in the human race
from the truth we turned away
deception's now the game we play
the price is high for this digression
our sickness is the heart's confession
still the spirit seeks to free us
from the shrouds that so conceal us
the heart must face the truth of life
and open mind will end the strife
but we must no more fear the truth
for man to regain his lost youth
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