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Texty: Graham Nash. Be Yourself.

How does it feel when life doesn't seem real
And you're floating about on your own
Your life is uncertain so you draw the curtain
Pretending there's nobody home

But don't theorize, look in your eyes
They can't tell lies
Though you may disguise what you see
The mirror is free

We once had a savior but by our behavior
The one that was worth it is gone
Song birds are talking and the runners are walking
A Prodigal son is coming home

Don't theorize look in his eyes
They won't tell lies
But if he defies what you see
He'll give you the key

Be yourself, be yourself
Be yourself, be yourself

We needed a tutor so built a computer
And we programmed ourselves not to see
The truth and the lying the dead and the dying
A silent majority

Don't theorize look in their eyes
Are they telling lies?
The ones that they learn on T.V
What a way to be free

Be yourself, be yourself
Free yourself, free yourself
(Yes you can)
See yourself, see yourself
(Then you can)
Free yourself, free yourself
(Why don't you?)
Be yourself , be yourself
Be yourself, be yourself