Who You Are

Come to send, not condescend
Transcendental consequence
Is to transcend where we are
Who are we? Who we are

Trampled moss on your souls
Changes all, you're a part
Seen it all, not at all
Can't defend the command

Take me a for a ride before we leave...

Circumstance, clapping hands
Driving winds, happenstance
Off the track, in the mud
That's the moss in the aforementioned verse

Just a little time, before we leave...

Stop lying, plays it part
So I would say you've got a part
What's your part? Who you are
You are who, who you are.


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