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American Alchemy
American Alchemy
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Circa 54
Circa 54
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Noah reynolds
Noah reynolds
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Noah reynolds
Noah reynolds
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It still is too risky Too uncontrolled You've lost the urge to experiment To explore I don't think that I could stand up To the man that you think I am He'd Punish me for daring to challenge his views So I'll Get so drunk that I can't stand but Somehow I still give a damn About all of these things that I didn't choose I don't see myself how you imagine that I do But the light you been painting me in Has been sticking to my skin like glue Mama told me I'd find people like you in this life But she couldn't find the words to steer me clear of my own knife Which would you rather be, paralyzed or dead? Don't try to play God Some choices are not yours to make When the obstetrician has to decide Which to save, the mother or the child - Who plays God then? It's part of the game You trembled when you recognized That innocence can't synthesize but Would you trade your bliss for deeper peace? The lies that I was told before you were in my life Somehow hold a stronger grip on you Than they do me I don't see myself how you imagine that I do But the light you been painting me in Has been sticking to my skin like glue Mama told me I'd find people like you in this life But she couldn't find the words to steer me clear of my own knife Nothing's unbelievable if you have the nerve to experiment Our bodies are capable of adjusting in ways we've hardly dreamt of If we can only find the key I'm so close now, so very close Can't you realize Can't you see? There's a pattern to all that lives An order and arrangement She had a heart And a brain And her spirit was in both, not in one or the other No I'll give her a brain and a heart Yes, and what of her soul? You say you love her You can remember her love for you Then how can you make of her An experiment of horror? If your posture matched with mine How could you still stand behind That indifference that you dress up in for show? But how can anybody blame A little boy for finding things That his father had found 20 years ago? All the skill in science I possess was meant for this Life has a pattern The whole pattern of my life is shaping itself to save her now And you intend to go through with it? Yes Sleep my darling
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