I check my gear my body my face
all is ready everything is in place
I leave my ego by the side of the road
and light out staggering with my load
oh this is not the cakewalk I thought it would be
every element of creation rises up against me
but louder than the whirlpools of the process I'll sing
I didn't come all this way for nothing...
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