From the recording The Road Not Taken

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Far Be It From Me
(B. Richey)

Oh I’m broken and rusted
And the world’s worn me down
I don’t trust the entrusted
And I’m not turning around

Constant contradiction
Words without conviction
Far be it from me

There’s no solace in confusion
Or comfort in delusion
Far be it from me

I don’t get the attraction
Like a moth to the flame
I avoid that distraction
There’s no end to the game


I look around, doesn’t anybody care?
I really wish I was blissfully unaware


Lies can be addictive
The truth is so restrictive
Far be it from me
I feel the world’s persistence
But I just keep my distance
Far be it from me