deep inside the darkest night is drinking in the light from
pinholes pricked, holy needles knicked in a canopy of white
I'm alone, I'm alone and I'm beating my soul to
make it bleed a drop of hope then I'll drink it up in a
golden cup and let it grow inside and I fear that you've
gone away but you must be somewhere near the fire fades so the
deepest shades slowly trickle down the wall in a room I hide
will I come outside and have some kind of fall all my words, all
my words they have lost all their worth nothing's good
enough for anyone and the look on my face leaves a subtle trace
of the change that is to come
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