A story told of long ago...

A story told of long ago

Before they knew

They were powerful.

Materials ruled the world

They sang sad songs

Of how they suffered.

With narrow eyes

And twice sold lies,

A victims view

From inside a cube

My Love

Then all at once

But one by one

They heard the call

A simple song saying

"When would you like

To leave it all behind?

You can quit all your sorrow

Lose track of time

And jump in- surrender

Wash it all away

Jump in and remember

This is our game

My Love"

And now the tables have turned

And the scales have evened

And the Illusions

Are breaking at the seams

And the patterns

And problems

And prisons of the past

Will be pushed under the table

Never meant to Last

And we grow in numbers

Day by day

A familiar smile

Upon your face

My Love.

Then all at once

But one by one

They Heard the call

A simple song,

Saying, “When would you like

to leave it all behind?

You can quit all your sorrow

Lose track of time

And jump In- surrender

Jump in- surrender

Wash it all away

Jump in and remember

This is our game

My Love”

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