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Looking Backward, Part 1 Words: David Burr Music: David Burr, Jody Dietz When the halo holds the wheel at bay The shine will turn the thoughts to shame And that pride is shoveled through the maze But the heart returns to thoughts of fame Or recognition in some small way To know you’ve reached something real Lift up your spirit in some small way With an air of dignity You owe a lot for every contoured dream Would it ever suffice to be part of the world? You wrote of a foundation of your own Before you knew what that really meant Living in the shadow of the perfect star But the only one you really had to please was you You can’t expect to be understood You value different things Your best bet is an honest life of your own Maybe you’re missing a halo above your head But is that so wrong? Your moral compass is all your own Follow your heart… |