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I lost myself in shapeless oceans |
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Whose depths concealed more than they showed |
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Beliefs obscured by mists around them |
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A legacy they'd been bestowed |
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Columns of ice paint awkward pictures |
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Distorted forms that once seemed real |
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Engulfed inside transparent textures |
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Billowing curtains as hard as steel |
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For all the noise filling the landscape |
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Whispers & cries with no reply |
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It's quiet here within these boundaries |
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And thoughts collect like pools of light |
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My eyes divide the sky |
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As sirens sound in heaven |
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My will brings down the moon |
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And shatters it to pieces |
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The silence grew inconsequential |
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The day became a paradigm |
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A thousand years, a hundred decades |
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An arbitrary slice of time |
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I found myself with no companion |
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Except the salty earth and sky |
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And suddenly there came my focus |
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The world around me clarified |
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My eyes divide the sky |
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As sirens sound in heaven |
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My will brings down the moon |
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And shatters it to pieces |
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And so I walked in isolation |
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Hoping solace would cross my path |
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Ignored the road that lay behind me |
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And stepped away from the aftermath |
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I lost myself in shapeless oceans |
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Whose waters turned from dark to clear |
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I floated there, a tiny island |
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With no more doubt, with no more fear |
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My eyes divide the sky |
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As sirens sound in heaven |
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My will brings down the moon |
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And shatters it to pieces |
