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Sowing Scorn (Phase)

Run, head for the sun Test what you've done Get rid of the man Quit building on sand Fear no one that's clear Wipe off your tear Have eyes on your rear Watch who you draw near And it feels that you haven't moved along That the ties are so strong And it seems that your self left you lorn Blowing your own horn Look, look what you've done Can't hide, yet can run For everything shows under the sun Say, say what you feel 'Cause time won't stand still Stop looping the reel Your image to kill Though the time seems won't reach us any more Lady luck isn't whore Even though I'm washed to your shore I'm breathing it (with) every pore Wide (is) the blame on your side Kill your false pride Reveal what you hide Wherever you lied Real is what you feel Unfasten the seal Look onto next deal No longer to steal Though it feels that you haven't moved along That the ties are so strong And it seems that your self left you lorn Tasting your own scorn