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Man Unexplained
Man is unexplained,
Where is the comfort beneath the trees?
I lay down and I sleep,
In a bedroom community.
The proud bird,
Doesn't think in words,
He avoids the humans,
Because they're on his nerves.
Not greater than ourselves,
We all have some pain,
But it proves we're alive,
Now and again.
The physical,
The mental,
The body,
The mind,
Are you a good member,
In the world of humankind?
How many musicians does the world need?
I ask you now,
Why is there a human breed?
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Steve Bujanow, Chris Theriault, Neo Cortex The Band, aka Neo Cortex
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