Inner and outer turmoil
Spinning webs of gratitude
Ironic mirror spiders
Reverse our attitudes
This smokey disposition
Is craving for some change
Just like my idle vagrants
So powerful and strange
Living tales of rebellion
They remind me of the flames
Spirits fierce with hunger
Their brave hearts can’t be tamed
Our viewpoints shift with the eclipse
Behind a fiery sun
Missy Moon smiles and says
It’s all been said and done
Let’s all stand together
As the last building crashes
We can make like a phoenix
And rise above these ashes
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