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[Written by Ron Mann]  ©2012 CHA Promotions

Part I – Prelude:  Never Judge A Book By It’s Cover

I’m not good with telling stories
No interest in telling lies
So I don’t offer

We weaken’ from all the travels
Hearing all the sad alibis
Something’s missing

If your search is all so empty
Try to take a closer look
You may discover

Always keep your mind open
And never judge a book
By it’s cover

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

Part II – Monolith: A Scheme Within’ A Dream

Look at me, what do you see
Starring into space so helplessly
Look at you, what do you do
Head down starring at your shoe

What’ll you do, they come for you
Nobody left to thank
What will you say, it’s your day
Mind draws a blank

In my face, you’re out of place
Life on the limits of disgrace
An open mind, might help you find
A sense of peace during your time

Where will you go, do you really know
All scripts fade to black
Who will you call, when it’s time to stall
You can’t take it back

Why does everyone need to follow
Somebody else’s master scheme
Fantasy with no batteries included
All you need do is chase your dream
Why does everyone have to believe
In a magical underlined theme
Reality comes without instructions
All you need do is chase your dream

It’s so sad, what we had
Might not have been that bad
Makes me think, my eyes blink
Seems are so out of sync

Where will you go, do you really know
All scripts fade to black
Who will you call, when it’s time to stall
You can’t take it back

What’ll you do, they come for you
Nobody left to thank
What will you say, when it’s your day
Mind draws a blank

Why does everyone need to follow
Somebody else’s master scheme
Fantasy with no batteries included
All you need do is chase your dream
Why does everyone have to believe
In a magical underlined theme
Reality comes without instructions
All you need do is chase your dream

Just to show, we don’t know
I’ll never try changing your mind
And I plea, the same for me
In your heart be so kind

Where will you go, do you really know
All scripts fade to black
Who will you call, when it’s time to stall
You can’t take it back

 

Part III – Pinnacle: Don’t Tread On Me

While you’re walking, hear me talking
It’s not our destiny
While time’s wasting, just hesitating
Stop a second to see

The people watching, all the back talking
So much hypocrisy
They have answers, we ask no questions
Enjoy our misery

So don’t run, never run, never run away
Turn and fight, fight for your right, you’re right to say
Don’t tread on me

Where’s my problems, you can’t solve them
It’s all up to me
I think I’ll do fine, when I have the time
I don’t expect you to see

I don’t remember asking, who picked your tasking
I’m part of your fantasy
Leave me alone, don’t call my phone
Stay off my property

So don’t run, never run, never run away
Turn and fight, fight for your right, you’re right to say
Don’t tread on me  

 

Part IV – Aftermath: Do As I Say Do, Not As I Do

Pencil falls into the furnace
Fire truck was parked too close
Oil drums leave a nasty knot
One line runs down the post

Do as I say do, not as I do

Guess I didn’t get it
My vision has it flaws
This box was so empty
The reason was because

When you give it, gives it to me

Tagged you with two hands
A putty knife verses a chain
Chewing gum comes with whips
All your music sounds the same

Do as I say do, not as I do

Guess I didn’t get it
My vision has it flaws
This box was so empty
The reason was because

When you give it, gives it to me  

Front door provides the candy
Blackie’s last blanket in place
Bicycle tire that needs a lock
A lot more leather then lace

Do as I say do, not as I do

Guess I didn’t get it
My vision has it flaws
This box was so empty
The reason was because

When you give it, gives it to me