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Do you fear that you'll have no control? You walk through this world with your head above water, shoes made of copper, just trying to float. The lake's frozen over, look down at yourself. What's staring back doesn't please you. Cards in your hand, you're looking at nothing. You wonder when God will just listen and give you a break…then He says "See, living and dying are one and the same" Do you know anything at all? You've been waiting for answers, these parades and dancers keep building your castle so strong. The moon’s made of water, you swim to the shore. You can try your best escaping, the universe is breaking. You say you can't take it no more. The pressure is building like buildings you jumped from. Wishing that wishing could lift this conundrum. The streets that you walk on are shallow…but do you feel as big as your shadow?