One Thing

It’s slipping, slipping, away, away…
Fear of heart and fear of heartache…
It’s slipping, slipping, away, away…

Hatred of love, and love of hate…
It’s slipping, slipping, away, away…
Weak identity with strong false faces…

It’s slipping, slipping, away, away…
Fingers coming unclutched today…
It’s slipping, slipping, away, away…

I may not always win.
I may not always be wise.
But one thing I do know-
I’ve got all the motivating power I need because I’m alive.

And anything outside of that I’m letting it slip, slip, away, away…

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