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Still waiting for my saviour, storms tear me limb from limb; |
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my fingers feel like seaweed...I'm so far out I'm too far in. |
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I am a lonely man, my solitude is true, |
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my eyes have borne stark witness |
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and now my nights are numbered, too. |
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I've seen the smiles on dead hands, |
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the stars shine, but they're not for me. |
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I prophesy disaster and then I count the cost... |
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I shine but, shining, dying, I know that I am almost lost. |
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On the table lies blank paper and my tower is built on stone; |
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I only have blunt scissors, I only have the bluntest home. |
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I've been the witnessand the seal of death |
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lingers in the molten wax that is my head. |
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When you see the skeletons |
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of sailing-ship spars sinking low |
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You'll begin to wonder if the points of all the ancients myths |
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are solemnly directed straight at you... |
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No time now for contrition, the time for that's long past, |
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the walls are thin as tissue and if I talk I'll crack the glass. |
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So I only think on how it might have been, |
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locked in silent monologue, in silent scream. |
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I am much too tired to speak |
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and as the waves crash on the bleak |
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stones of the towerI start to freak |
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and find that I am overcome.... |
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"Unreal, unreal" ghost helmsmen scream and fall in through the sky, |
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not breaking through my seagull shrieks -no breaks until I die. |
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The spectres scratch on window-slits, |
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the hollowed faces and mindless grins |
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are only intent on destroying what they've lost. |
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I crawl the wall till steepness ends in the vertical fall; |
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my pail has sailed into the sea -no joking hopes at dawn. |
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White bone shine in the iron-jaw mask, |
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lost mastheads pierce the freezing dark |
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and parallel my isolated tower... |
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no paraffin for the flame, |
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no harbour left to gain. |
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'Alone, alone' the ghosts all call, |
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pinpoint me in the light. |
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The only life I feel at all |
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is the presence of the night. |
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Would you cry if I died? |
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Would you catch the final words of mine? |
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Would you catch my words? |
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I know that there's no time, |
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I know that there's no rhyme, |
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false signs find me. |
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I don't want to hate, I just want to grow; |
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why can't I let me live and be free? |
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...but I die very slowly alone. |
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I know no more ways, I am so afraid, |
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myself won't let me just be myself |
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and so I am completely alone. |
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The maelstrom of my memory |
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is a vampire and it feeds on me; |
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now, staggering madly, over the brink I fall. |
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Lighthouses might house the key but can I reach the door? |
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I want to walk on the sea so that I may better find a shore; |
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but how can I ever keep my feet dry? |
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I scan the horizon, |
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I must keep my eyes on all parts of me. |
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Looking back on the years it seems that I have lost my way: |
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l Like a dog in the night I have run to a manger, |
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now I am the stranger I stay in. |
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Ah, well. |
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All of the grief I have seen leaves me chasing solitary peace; |
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But I hold experience in my head. |
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I'm too close to the light,. |
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I don't think I see right, for I blind me. |
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Where is the God that guides my hand? |
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How can the hands of others reach me? |
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When will I find what I grope for? |
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Who is going to teach me? |
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I am me / me are we / we can't see |
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any way out of here. |
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Crashing sea, a trophied history: |
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chance has lost my Guinevere... |
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I don't want to be one wave in the water |
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but sea will drag me deep: |
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one more haggard drowned man. |
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I can see the lemmings coming, but I know I'm just a man. |
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Do I join or do I founder? Which can is the best I may? |
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Oceans drifting sideways, I am pulled into the spell, |
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I feel you around me, I know you well. |
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Stars slice horizons where the lines stand much too stark; |
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I feel I am drowning - hands stretch in the dark. |
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Camps of panoply and majesty, what is Freedom of Choice? |
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Where do I stand in the pageantry, whose is my voice? |
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It doesn't feel so very bad now, I think the end is the start, |
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begin to feel very glad now: |
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All things are a part |
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All things are apart |
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All things are a part. |
