| On the edge of night
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| Still drowned in darkness
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| Hours before the morning
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| Moments before the first frail rays of light
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| Creepin' inside my sleepy harness
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| Reality is dawning
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| Over the hills where the lonely spirits hide
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| I’m stranded ashore, the sea withdrawing
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| Left on the slopes while mountains are thawing
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| Deeds come undone, and words unspoken
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| Lying here still, the chains will be broken
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| Cautiously trying to find my way
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| Through the cold mist that slowly forms
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| Light as a breeze comes another day
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| Reducing the raging storms
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| To a whisper
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| Time comes and goes
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| As fears and wishes
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| Move to the world of shadows
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| Still they remain, only waiting in repose
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| Ambushing those
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| Deemed unsuspicious
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| Aiming their bow and arrows
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| Straight at the heart where the wind of yearning blows
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| I’m facing a crowd but standing naked
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| Hopelessly late, and still running to make it
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| Always afraid of the man behind me
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| Searching the trough that may finally blind me
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| Cautiously trying to find my way
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| Through the cold mist that slowly forms
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| Time’s shifting gear to another day
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| Reducing the raging storms
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| To a whisper |