the ride
<>i don't pretend to know
what life is all about
most of the time, i enjoy the surprise
like a new amusement ride
you hop on
and you hope that it makes you scream
you hope that it makes you laugh
you hope that it makes you cry
and throw your hands up high
however
in the blink of our widened eyes
the real surprise
is how short the ride really is
so hop on
and scream
and laugh
and cry
and throw your hands up high
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