All you are is pretty words
Quicksilver touch, watery allure
Turtle shell head down demure
A heart so flawed to seek the pure
All you are is pretty words
Oceans rising, you stay submerged
Nod, acquiesce, you concur
Go with the flow, you say for sure
Pockets full of time without a spur
Where do you point, to what refer?
To follow the leader is to follow the herds
Meekness has brought you bleak rewards
Hanging back not moving towards
All you are is pretty words
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