Phil:
Look at me, you never look at me,
Ooh, I've been sitting, staring, seems so long.
But you're looking through me
Like I wasn't here at all.
No reply, there's no reply at all.
Bill:
If I looked all over the world
And there's ev'ry type of girl
But your empty eyes seem to pass me by
And leave me dancin' with myself.
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and provocation from Geddy Lee:
You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice.
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice.
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill;
I will choose a path that’s clear –
I will choose Free Will.
Appreciated the "rush" your comment gave me, Karen. Good song. Queneau would likely have found a way to make a link, but I'm failing....
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