| A weight that we can not comprehend*
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| Beyond all reason.
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| This weight that we won’t comprehend.
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| Beyond all reason.
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| All that you know, you will not allow.
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| This weight is within every shiver,
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| within the the spin, inside the heart.
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| We will remain floating numb.
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| Allowing ourselves, to forget.
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| It is as if we are in the center of time,
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| and we are within our steel towers.
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| It is to float within the cloud, to tremble inside the land.
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| All are numb.
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| A weight that we can not comprehend.
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| Beyond all reason.
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| This weight that we won’t comprehend.
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| Beyond all reason.
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| Racing on foot, holding to hope like a shield from the truth.
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| They cry, «Sleepers Awake!»
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| Racing on foot, sleepers awake.
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| The rhymes promise was true.
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| We have returned to this place.
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| Home to a calm dawn, and the work we had just begun.
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| Eating roots, grown in soil.
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| Drawing on life, of the living.
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| Clustered points of light, spun out in space.
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| And the time, within the skies. |