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Getting Closer

I went searching for the truth
but in my innocence I found
all the con men and their acrobats
who stomped me in the ground
If I could count up their percentages
I know they're getting rich
but they haven't taken everything
those paybacks are a bitch

Though I've lost quite a lot
I am still in control
they can keep what they've got
but they can't have my soul
and if I don't have this all worked out
still I'm getting closer, getting closer
I still have far to go no doubt
but I'm getting closer, getting closer

What was ripped off by professionals
is not all that it seems
while I must live up to contracts
I did not give up my dreams
if I see it as experience
it hasn't gone to waste
lately all the missing pieces
have been falling into place

And if I could go back and start over somehow
I would not change that much
knowing what I know now
though there have been sins
I will regret
still I'm getting closer, getting closer
I don't have all the anwers yet
but I'm getting closer, getting closer

I'm a mark for every shyster
from Topanga to Berlin
and I should have learned to kick them out
as soon as they crawled in
so to every bank in Switzerland
that stores my stolen youth
I'm alright because despite the laws
you cannot hide the truth

and although you will say
I am still too naive
()I have not lost faith
in the things I believe

and if I don't have this all worked out
still I'm getting closer, getting closer
I still have far to go no doubt
but I'm still getting closer, getting closer -from Billy Joel, The Bridge

(DPAM)

He was nobly born and a Spanish bull's horn
Had left one scar on his handsome face
He stood like a prince and he had ever since
He had grandly walked into the place
Though the girls of Madrid were tonight forbid
For tomorrow he must fight once more
Before he left the ball he must dance with them all
For he was El Toreador

The day of the feast was just a light in the East
When he left Maria's warm bed
Her dark eyes said more but he walked through the door
Shaking cobwebs of dreams from his head
And later that day as he knelt to pray
He said God grant me this nothing more
If it is the way and I must die today
Let me die like a toreador

The Plaza del Toros shook from the roar
As the band played the toreador's theme
Alarmed by the sound the bull paws the ground
As the toreador enters the ring
Round and round up and down
On and on all alone

The shouts of ole in the heat of the day
Rushed the hot blood to his Spanish heart
And the crowd held its breath as he flirted with death
As the bullfighter's sword found its mark
And trying to hide the wound in his side
He walked from the ring standing tall
And a crowd gathered round as he fell to the ground
And a priest held his hand where he lay in the sand
And he was heard to say a brave bull died today
But he died like a toreador - Charlie Daniels, et al

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