From the album 'Musical Schizophrenia'

The Quiet Man

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Gather round people
Hear the tale of The Quiet Man
Who in silent respite, maintains his site
Through the darkest times of man
He has no need of possessions
Only carries what he holds true
There’s a gleam in his eye, that seems to imply
The acceptance of all he views

He wore the crown of ambition
Long enough to see the flaw
The cloak of greed creates insatiable need
Leaves you wanting more and more

Conclusions are all the same
So he stands on the sidelines, feigning an air of indifference
Shouldering none of the blame
Holding his words, avoiding the wars of attrition

He walked the streets of abandon
Through the plague of the towers fall
For seeing the day of ceaseless decay
The same for one and all

He’s seen the chains of oppression
Thrown down by the enlightened few
Only to plant the seed of obsession and need
The only thing they knew

Conclusions are all the same
So he stands on the sidelines, feigning an air of indifference
Shouldering none of the blame
Holding his words, avoiding the wars of attrition

There’s something to be learned from The Quiet Man
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