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Fionn's Hotel

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Give me something original
Without direction defined
Unmarked by fame and fortune
In one frozen moment in time

That would flow without funding
Always just before its prime
Neglecting hungry masses
That the mid-kids won't find

Give me something original
A stone reminder we're alive
That people don't subscribe to
A new dissection of mind

Leaping flare and fashion
And coloring outside the lines
With the feeling that it's not for others
A shining light above the blind

When we're always told what to do
We can't learn to be ourselves
When the times are always changing
We're told act more like someone else

When we're afraid to face our face
And we can never be too much alike
We'll refuse to be told what is talent
We'll refuse be told what we like

Looking for truth
In the pit of your lies
I sift through this façade
Just what will I find?

Because you won't show me
I must dig deep inside
You want to be found
And I can hear your cries

You're lonely and suffocating
Beneath this weight
Of orchestrated conformity
And predictable parades

Frustration is building
I'm not seeing what is true
But I'll know who you are
When I find the real you

When we're always told what to do
We can't learn to be ourselves
When the times are always changing
And we're told act more like someone else

When we're afraid to face our face
And we can never be too much alike
We'll refuse to be told what is talent
We'll refuse be told what we like

I met the masters of popular culture
The conductors of commercial fair
I'd abide processions for which alters were erected
And convinced myself they care

I polished idols that some think they love
And placed them on their proper shelf
I drank the water that souls pursued
But I never discovered myself

Inside the circle, I'm just matter in motion
Around a magnetic heart in a predictable pattern
Outside the circle, I'm a speeding comet
Undeterred by other forces, determination incarnate

Prisoner or prophet, communal or conflict
I'm the flickering flash of a thousand sonnets
Searching for something that no one can name
Untethered to roots and growing less tame

Stalking footprints that I discover are my own
They shatter like mirrors, the old beliefs I condoned
With one eye on the prize and one on the trail
And this sturdier footing, I'm less likely to fail

Some dreams will come true, revealing identity
If undistracted by sights of poisonous berries
Deep in this unknown, I may lose the fear
Unearthing a place where the path becomes clear

When we're always told what to do
We can't learn to be ourselves
When the times are always changing
And we're told act more like someone else

When we're afraid to face our face
And we can never be too much alike
We'll refuse to be told what is talent
And refuse be told what we like

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