Tramp on the side of the road held up a sign
"I'm in pieces but will find peace in time"
I pulled over and spoke with this man
He said he was ok and had a secret plan
I questioned him just a little more
Said here's my address I have room on the floor
He smiled and said, "son you are a real gent
But I'm doing fine and this is what my sign ment."
I walked away from this wise old man
With an understanding of his master plan
On the surface we may appear a certain way
But inside some of us know the truth and refuse too play
A game of life cut with a cardboard knife
Some cut shapes and some carve out life
Some pretend that they are doing fine
Others lead the way to help the blind
The blind sense the need to feel the pieces in time
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