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The night sets softly  
With the hush of falling le-e-eaves  
Casting   shivering shadows  
On the houses through the trees  
And the light from a street lamp  
Paints a pattern on my wa-a-all  
  Like the pieces of a puzzle  
Or a child's   uneven scrawl  
Up a narrow flight of stairs  
In a narrow little ro-o-oom  
As I lie upon my bed  
In the early evening gloom.  
Impaled on my wall  
My eyes can dimly se-e-e  
 The pattern of my life  
And the puzzle that is me.  
From the moment of my birth  
To the instant of my de-e-eath  
There are Patterns I must follow  
Just as I must breathe each breath.  
Like a rat in a maze  
The path before me li-i-ies  
 And the pattern never alters  
Until the rat dies.  
And the pattern still remains  
On the wall where darkness fe-e-ell  
And it's fitting that it should  
For in darknesss I must dwell.  
Like the color of my skin  
Or the day that I grow o-o-o-old  
My life is made of Patterns  
That can scarcely be controlled.