| The fire burns, the fire burns
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| As leaves they fall and twist and turn
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| Gather thoughts to be unlearned
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| Wooden cribs to marble urns
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| Metallic paralyzed teeth rejoice
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| At the sound of the spectre’s voice
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| Alas, the masses seek the answer
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| Some grow rich, some rot from cancer
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| Despair to stillness, all is revealed
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| Life is chaos, a spinning wheel
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| We all are one and nothing’s real
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| Nothingness is real
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| The fire burns, the fire burns
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| As leaves they fall and twist and turn
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| Gather thoughts to be unlearned
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| Wooden cribs to marble urns
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| Oneness revealed
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| Observed/observer
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| Conscious carbon from a dying star
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| Living, breathing, searching for a cause
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| Everything around us observes itself through us
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| The fire burns, the fire burns
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| As leaves they fall and twist and turn
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| Gather thoughts to be unlearned
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| Wooden cribs to marble urns
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| Oneness revealed
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| Observed/observer |