let the pieces fall where they may
i ride a ride of hope
in a boat
i coup
with sorrow
but can't wallow
i feel strong
as i go alone
my path
this what i have
i feel o.k
can i find my needle
in the hay
let the pieces fall where they may
that's what i say
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