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A shell or life in the spotlight,
A blanket of love that is always tight,
I can see the forest through the trees,
I can feel the wind from the breeze.
 
Coming up,
Words stand firm,
Playing the blues,
But out of turn.
 
Be direct,
Let the melody begin,
Make the knockout,
And punch the sin.
 
Carefree and fun,
A grand tour to see,
A grand tour to live,
And a grand tour to be.
 
The pen is a mind,
A mind to hand feat,
Writing down words,
For those that create.
 
The ball point pen,
Being black or being blue,
It releases the thoughts,
That are inward true.
 
Hovering high,
Over your big, tall frame,
Take the ball,
And play the game.
 
Grow up fast,
It will suit you well,
And talk to me,
Of the tales you tell.
 
Value,
It's worth so much,
And it includes everything,
That a man may touch.
 
A variety of thoughts,
Here in my voice,
I choose the best,
Because they're my choice.
 

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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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