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Existence is a stage on which we pass, |
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A sleepwalk trick for mind and heart: |
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It's hopeless, I know, |
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But onward I must go |
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And try to make a start |
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At seeing something more than day-to-day |
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Survival chased by final death. |
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If I believed this the sum |
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Of the life to which we've come |
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I wouldn't waste my breath. |
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Somehow, there must be more. |
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There was a time when more was felt than known, |
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But now, entrenched inside my sett, |
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In light more mundane, |
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Thought rattles round my brain: |
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We live, we die... And yet? |
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In the beginning there was order and destiny |
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But now that path has reached the border, and |
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On our knees |
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Is no way to face the future, whatever it be. |
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Though the forces which hold us in place |
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Last through eons in unruffled grace |
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We, too, wear the face of creation. |
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As anti-matter sucks and pulses periodically |
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The bud unfolds, the bloom is dead, all space |
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Is living history. |
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It seems as though time must betray us, yet |
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We're alive |
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And though I see no God to save us still we survive |
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Through the centuries of progress |
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Which don't get us very far. |
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All illusion! All is bogus |
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We don't yet know what we are... |
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Laughing, hoping, praying, joking, Son of Man! |
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With lowered eyes but lifting hearts, we're |
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Grains of sand |
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And though, in time, the sea may claim us for |
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Its own |
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We are the rocks which root the future |
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On us it grows! |
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We might not be there to share it |
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If eternity's a jest |
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But I think that I can bear it |
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If the next life is the best. |
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Even if there is a heaven when we die |
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Endless bliss would be as meaningless as the lie |
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That always comes as answer to the question |
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"Why do we see through the eyes of creation?" |
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Adrift without a course, it's very lonely here, |
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Our only conjecture what lies behind the dark. |
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Still, I find I can cling to a lifeline, |
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Think of a lifetime which means more |
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Than my own one |
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Dreams of a grander thing than we are. |
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Time and Space hang heavy on my shoulders: |
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When all life is over who can say |
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No mutated force shall remain? |
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Though the towers of the city are denied to we |
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Men of clay |
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Still we know we shall scale the heights some day. |
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Frightened in the silence |
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Frightened, but thinking very hard, |
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Let us make computations of the stars. |
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Older, wiser, sadder, blinder, watch us run; |
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Faster, longer, harder, stronger, now it comes: |
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Colour blisters, image splinters gravitate |
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Towards the centre, in final splendour |
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Disintegrate. |
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The universe now beckons |
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And Man, too, must take His place... |
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Just a few last fleeting seconds |
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To wander in the waste |
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And the children who were ourselves move on |
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Reincarnation stills it's now perfected song |
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And at last we are free of the bonds of creation. |
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All the jokers and gaolers, |
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All the junkies and slavers too, |
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All the throng who have danced a merry tune |
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Human we can all be, |
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But Humanity we must rise above, |
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In the name of all faith and hope and love. |
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There's a time for all pilgrims, |
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And a time for the fakers too, |
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There's a time when we all will stand alone and nude; |
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Naked to the galaxies |
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Naked, but clothed in the overview... |
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As we reach Childhood's End we must start anew. |
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And though dark is the highway |
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And the peak's distance breaks my heart, |
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For I never shall see it, still I play my part, |
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Believing that what waits for us |
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Is the cosmos compared to the dust of the past... |
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In the death of mere humans life shall start! |
