History repeats itself over
Keep stacking chips on your shoulder
Tomorrow's the bet you are riding
Future's mysteriously hiding
All of the things ever done, ever said
Will keep coming back round in this cycle of born turning dead
Life is the spirit's revival
Birth of an old soul recycled
Love is the reason for living
Death is a fact unforgiving
But all of the breaths all those people have breathed
Keep those hearts beating down on the master magician's trick sleeve
Don't be so sure you believe
Civilizations have come and have gone
What makes you feel so sure that your own will live on
Anonymous families have lived and have loved
Only to one day be gone
But it's never in vain
It's always the same archetypes of lessons relearned
Different masks, different names
You could pretend that you do understand
But knowing you don't know a thing's what's gonna
Make you a man
When I was a very young boy
I played with imaginary friends
Now it's the same, but it's different
Wish I was still playing with them
But I'm not the same as two decades ago, or even two weeks
So who is the self I should know, and where will which part of me go
The masters would say, don't you worry too much
Just consider the source, and try to stay somewhat in touch
Live every moment in wonder and awe, forgive yourself all of your flaws
But it's easier said than is done
When so far away from this world do I wish I could run
You could pretend that you do understand
But knowing you don't know a thing's what's gonna
Make you a man
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History repeats itself over
Keep stacking chips on your shoulder
Tomorrow's the bet you are riding
Future's mysteriously hiding
All of the things ever done, ever said
Will keep coming back round in this cycle of born turning dead
Life is the spirit's revival
Birth of an old soul recycled
Love is the reason for living
Death is a fact unforgiving
But all of the breaths all those people have breathed
Keep those hearts beating down on the master magician's trick sleeve
Don't be so sure you believe
Civilizations have come and have gone
What makes you feel so sure that your own will live on
Anonymous families have lived and have loved
Only to one day be gone
But it's never in vain
It's always the same archetypes of lessons relearned
Different masks, different names
You could pretend that you do understand
But knowing you don't know a thing's what's gonna
Make you a man
When I was a very young boy
I played with imaginary friends
Now it's the same, but it's different
Wish I was still playing with them
But I'm not the same as two decades ago, or even two weeks
So who is the self I should know, and where will which part of me go
The masters would say, don't you worry too much
Just consider the source, and try to stay somewhat in touch
Live every moment in wonder and awe, forgive yourself all of your flaws
But it's easier said than is done
When so far away from this world do I wish I could run
You could pretend that you do understand
But knowing you don't know a thing's what's gonna
Make you a man
Keep stacking chips on your shoulder
Tomorrow's the bet you are riding
Future's mysteriously hiding
All of the things ever done, ever said
Will keep coming back round in this cycle of born turning dead
Life is the spirit's revival
Birth of an old soul recycled
Love is the reason for living
Death is a fact unforgiving
But all of the breaths all those people have breathed
Keep those hearts beating down on the master magician's trick sleeve
Don't be so sure you believe
Civilizations have come and have gone
What makes you feel so sure that your own will live on
Anonymous families have lived and have loved
Only to one day be gone
But it's never in vain
It's always the same archetypes of lessons relearned
Different masks, different names
You could pretend that you do understand
But knowing you don't know a thing's what's gonna
Make you a man
When I was a very young boy
I played with imaginary friends
Now it's the same, but it's different
Wish I was still playing with them
But I'm not the same as two decades ago, or even two weeks
So who is the self I should know, and where will which part of me go
The masters would say, don't you worry too much
Just consider the source, and try to stay somewhat in touch
Live every moment in wonder and awe, forgive yourself all of your flaws
But it's easier said than is done
When so far away from this world do I wish I could run
You could pretend that you do understand
But knowing you don't know a thing's what's gonna
Make you a man
Writer: Paul Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid