I wish, I wish to see such a sight
From high on a hill lookin' down on a fight
See a straight line split the wrong from the right
But a blinding light shines thru the fence
It's made up of colors besides black n white
So I'll try n get by on my own sense
I wish, I wish to hear such a sound
Enter my ear as it's held to the ground
To tell what's behind me and wherefore it's bound
But the roar of the road is immense
So I stick to a path I can pleasantly pound
And try n get by on my own sense
I wish, I wish to know such a thought
To fill ev'ry blank and connect ev'ry dot
Perceive ev'ry puzzle, predict ev'ry plot
But a lesson for the present tense:
What they say it is, it is probably not
So I try n get by on my own sense
I wish, I wish to be like the rest
Who swear to believe by the beat of their breast
In the easy opinion that they've been blest
But I'm askin' these ladies n gents
If maybe, just maybe their king is undressed
Just try n get by on thy own sense
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