Trapped in a world of hats and happy faces
All for the cause of a fatal truth
My time will be fun, but her's was not
Thank goodness she had hope
The people she lived with had hope
A swerve created a problem
It shouldn't have
But it did and the world is one less
Expectancy is what enraptures them now
One day, up there, we'll eat at the same table
Oh, glory
Till then, we'll eat here for a cause
Maybe spread a little something
And frown with the family tonight
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