If the rut seems
chiseled and worn
Sunk deep in bedrock
and if to
the rut we're born
is there a real
true path for us
somewhere past a sheer wall
Somehow a new chorus
better forward than stand still
even in the rut
there hasn't been a single turn
that didn't come with a but
maybe it's a state of mind
maybe all chance and luck
I'll traverse the rut if that's what's given me
I will kick till something comes unstuck
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