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Written by dewey bunnell and gerry beckley, ©1998

Found on human nature.



In this bookcase full of stories

You find some of them are true

Tales of love and glory

Many lives of daring-do

There is mystery and adventure

They lie waiting there for you

So step inside and find the other you



Take the high road tomorrow

But the low road today

Reading other's sorrow

Might just be the only way

The father hears confession

While the mother's feeling blue

These characters do what you want them to



In these pages we consume

Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom

And through the ages words are born

Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn



There's glamour and dementia

A message from the tomb

Staircase to the heavens

And secrets in the room

When you are riding on that dark horse

To the one that got away

There's no regrets and no dues left to pay



'cause in these pages we consume

Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom

And through the ages words are born

Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn



Drifting down the river of the make believe

We laugh and grieve

Hoping for an ending of our own design

Where all is fine



In these pages we consume

Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom

And through the ages words are born

Speaking to the senses lifting the forlorn



In these pages we consume

Lives in many colors lovers in full bloom

And through the ages words are born... (fade)






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