Have you seen,
The amber light,
That's burning cold,
Throughout the night?
And have you seen,
The tortured soul,
That hangs its life,
Upon a toll?
Or have you seen,
The match tip flame,
That flickers, dimly,
Fuelled by pain?
And have you seen,
Them walk the line,
Between the planes,
Of death and time?
So, if you see,
This being, lone,
Just let them know,
They're wanted home.
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The blinding light of wisdom, And the drowning night of age, Flicker, side by side, suspended high, Ascending, tall, the stage.
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