Precious Things (c) 2001
Hold on to your thoughts
Hold on to your precious things
They won't always be yours
Not if you share
Every word I give
Betrayal's in the air
Through this sound I live
Should anybody care?
Should anybody hear?
Should anybody understand?
Freely from my heart
If I'm being true
Why should take my soul
And give it all to you
And give it till I'm blue
And give it till it's all used up
Encoded in the verse
A pathway to the truth
My inner universe
Is it of any use?
Is it just an excuse?
Is it just a way, way out?
If I share my joy
Or communicate my pain
It's nothing but a ploy
Does it entertain?
Does it seem so vain?
Does it seem so damn contrived?
Nothing's what it seems
I manipulate the word
If I use the proper means
The message will be heard
The deception will be blurred
The deception will be blurred
The deception will be blurred
The deception will be blurred
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