Everything feels all right,
Everything falls in place
All the puzzles are solved,
Nothing to be resolved.
Yet I long, something to go wrong
Perfection is not a place called home.
Yet I long, to reach beyond
Whats written and what I've been told.
Remember the tales of victories,
Of all the heroes who made histories
Forgive the televsion
Documented Stories
Yet I long, something to go wrong
Perfection is not a place called home.
Yet I long, to reach beyond
Whats written and what I've been told
You may go through the right,
And reach out at the wrong end.
You may be climbing up,
But you may be reaching down.
So reach beyond and try to go wrong
Perfection is not a place called home.
So go wrong and reach beyong,
Whats written and what you've been told.
Everything falls in place
All the puzzles are solved,
Nothing to be resolved.
Yet I long, something to go wrong
Perfection is not a place called home.
Yet I long, to reach beyond
Whats written and what I've been told.
Remember the tales of victories,
Of all the heroes who made histories
Forgive the televsion
Documented Stories
Yet I long, something to go wrong
Perfection is not a place called home.
Yet I long, to reach beyond
Whats written and what I've been told
You may go through the right,
And reach out at the wrong end.
You may be climbing up,
But you may be reaching down.
So reach beyond and try to go wrong
Perfection is not a place called home.
So go wrong and reach beyong,
Whats written and what you've been told.
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