In the scheme of things
Realize the worth
That is talked about
You know
That purpose
That drive
That something real
Suggested when we’re human
In other’s eyes
~
A long time ago
This group wrote melodies
About free will and love
And shooting for the stars
Yeah, you remember them
Like every other rock band
There usually was a woman
A driving force
Behind all the passion
That made the tears and pain
Worthwhile
~
And we would dance
All night long
With partners or someone
New
Our spiritual advisor
For the next
Two or three hours
Maybe the next morning, and afternoon
Perhaps another week
~
We woke up one morning
Thirty years gone
Yet somewhere inside
That same passion
Desire and will to recognize
Or be noticed
Or feel obligated
~
Remained stronger than anyone might remember
~
The will of God
The human condition
The optimist
The thread of hope
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