Everything's in disarray,
indifferent,
and over played,
Opal fades to colored ways
In this game of wait
Regain the strength
Make the day,
Mistake this phony place
For one slip away,
It takes a grip
To rearrange
So strange becomes the sight
So blank the page
Plain as night
This color stage
This color stage
White as light
Until we craze
This unconscious haze
To see this
Is more than just
A site in phase
Beyond our might
Out 'yond our grasp
Reality
Is all to have
To real to see
Simplicity
To simple
Simply be
Just believe simplicity
Beyond the simple
you and me

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