how many games
do we play?
to get our own way...
they be all the sames
who do we hurt
along lifes way
with a fit or a spurt
of the words we say?
ever play solitare?
ever wonder where
you are?
ever see a lonesome star?
how many games do we play?
ever remeber the words you say?
some words never go away.
all the games
be the sames...
all got the same names
and whose to blame?
blame is such an accusatory word
if i ever heard
one
i've spoken 10
but then
i don't git ta' begin
agin'
how many games
they all be the same
1 things for 'shore
i don't want ta' play no more
no more games
they all be the same
just a lame
excuse
for bein' a recluse
and not bein' real
not knowin' how to feel
what's the deal?
with all a' these games
they all be the sames
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Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on August 2, 2005
people play games
people state blame
people are so lame
wish they were more tame
people cheat and steal
but our hearts will heal
so tell me what's the deal
when all else seems unreal
Explains the realizations that have given the author the views of living life fully. The life each person dreams about.
You must take a look at yourself before dreams can be reached.
Deciding what is the core of belief.
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people state blame
people are so lame
wish they were more tame
people cheat and steal
but our hearts will heal
so tell me what's the deal
when all else seems unreal