balance is my thing the sun the snow wind and rain must come mother i can see it i can hear it but i don t know where it s coming from mother are you sure this is the time in which we belong hey mother don t be angry don t be jealous and don t forget who is to blame mother it was you it was not me who created this conflicted brain hey mother i can feel it i can taste it i can smell what it s all about hey mother i know it s in me all about me but my instinct won t let it out hey mother sometimes i m up sometimes i m high and sometimes i am really down hey mother what s in your plans what s in your game what secrets can be found hey mother what do you mean don t take it personal when giving all you can abide hey mother am i to sit here waiting while my brother little brother dies yes mother i can see it i can hear it but i don t know where it s coming from hey mother are you sure this is the time where we belong  balance is my thing the sun the
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