I have come curiously close to the end, down
Defeated I Concede and move closer. I may find comfort here
Beneath my selfI may find peace within the emptiness. How pitiful.
It's calling me.
It's calling me.
It's calling me. It's calling me.
And in my darkest moment, fetal and weeping.
The moon tells me a secret. My confidant.
As full and bright as I am, this light is not my own
Without her we are lifeless satellites dreaming dreams.
A million light reflections pass over me
Its source is bright and endless.
And as I pull my head out I am without one doubt
She resuscitates the hopeless
I must crucify the ego before it's far too late
Don't want to be down here feeding my narcissism
I pray the light lifts me out before I pine away.
Before I pine away. Before I pine away.
Before I pine away.
So crucify the ego before it's far too late
To leave behind this place so negative and blind and cynical
Capable of all thats imagined and conceivable And you will come to find that we are all one mind
Just let the light touch you and let the words spill through
Just let them pass right through, bringing out our hope and reason. Before we pine away.
Before we pine away.
Before we pine away.
Before we pine away.
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