My motherfuckin’ mind, the sum of all fears,

Combine all your nightmares in one

Then add the scent of an onion

Use the skin to dry your tears

Nothing even matters, I really don’t care

It’s hard to see a bright side

The darkness has its own shine

But my faith has lost its glare

My one last trip, let’s make it a dream

For all the evil in the world

To fall through the trapdoor

Close the curtain, magic is not what it seems.

 

Greg J Allman.

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