In 6 Times 4 by The Copoetics Lyrics

As you are lost I am found
Feeling the silence within this sound;
The trouble is do you know?
Or will I need to stop the show?
A little of this, some of that
Without so much as a loving pat
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Ride the wave through smoke inhaled
Cannot help but feel impaled
Used, disheartened, patronized
Fueled by jealousy of my size
No! You will not take my pride
Of how I choose to make my stride
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So take your cup and I'll take mine
And fill it with what is felt divine;
Remembering that what you see
Are reflections of how you choose to be
And what you taste from in your cup
Is what is going to fill you up
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Steadier, steady I make my way
Working my soil with each new day
Harvest I know will come along
And it's with that faith I sing my song
For me, for you, for all of us!
That we may find within the trust