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I Can See

I listen to the traffic on down below



See the hands on the wheels and the eyes on the road



I look at all those people chasing down their goals



Inside tiny boxes with tiny windows







I can see the future and it dont look good from here



I cant make you believe after all these years



And so my eyes like Frankensteins behold a monster







I see the porch light on, I see him coming home



Meal in the oven, kids off in slumberland



I see you kiss em goodnight, and in the morning you rise



Up fore the traffic flies and out fore you see the whites of their eyes







But I can see your future son, and your past in spite of me



And all that you believe come crashing into the



Lives of your kids and their kids families







Maybe someday things will be different



Maybe someday things will be different



Maybe one day youll see me different



Maybe, but who am I kidding







I can see all the hatred and the beauty,



I can see every kindness, every envy



All the giving, all the greedy, all at once for all eternity



And though sometimes I wish I was blind, I can see

I Can See /

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