Everything travels in a spiral.
What was will come again just you wait and see.
You created this invention which we call life.
Yet when it's filled with strife.
Reinvention could be the solution can't you see
I have lived this life before
So I already know the score
I have warn this suit of life to long
Reinvention can't be done I am not that strong
I have traveled far and wide
I have left nothing to hide
I bear my soul for all to see
If I didn't you wouldn't know me.
Reinvention is convention
don't you see
it is the only way that you can really breathe
You are young enough to pull it off, all I am ready for is my pension
Laugh it off,
Shake it off,
nothing really matters,
because your just going to have to do it all over again.
As always my hopes and dreams are with you,
Uncle B
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