Help me to see what it's all coming to
Crumbs on the table and mud on these shoes
Treading so long I can't see where we've been
Tracks on the trail and nails digging in
Who's to say it's all for the best in the end
Some hands will rob you and some hands will beg
Some say they'll stay till the last dying day
But if actions can't speak
And words cannot do
What ten thousand armies
Can't even fight through
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