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My mind's made up to pacing across the floor No point in staying if we're not saying war I don't mind hanging around Whatever now and what else can I do? It's a question of you Thoughts careen till I can't stand up Where's the crime in a streak of bad luck? Words to pick at, retreat from Words that fester if only to get at the truth It's a question of you What it all comes down to Is a different set of values To throw away or mobilize to use It's a question of you No time to be singular Here's hoping that the feeling gets through The sound of sound beginning leads to places Where reflections break anew It's a question of you What it all comes down to Is a different set of values To throw away or mobilize to use It's a question of you