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A Lifestream Now Contained - 09-14-04 @4:20 AM

Parading down the soft freeway
The sad-eyed child begins to sway
The signs have all been rearranged
And his thoughts of late have gone estranged

For who would ever 
Think to remember
The way back home
The way you came
Or the seeds you've sown

Reality it seems
Was just floating on a stream
So the tides never changed
Until the ocean came

And who would ever
Think you'd remember
That very first dream
In the shadows of the rain
Where your mind first burst a seam

Reality it seems
Would splinter in its streams
Injecting & subduing
Its ruins and remains

Perusing through an endless hall
A man stares blankly to the wall
Though the signs have all been rearranged
His thoughts of late have remained the same