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The car takes you into the distant horizon
You disappear from my vision into the red sun
Memories of you   They start to come undone
Fantasies of you   They start to come undone

Everything that we once were has now shattered
It splinters into pieces like the unluckiest mirror
So small and so tight the glass could be called sand
Memories   Fantasies   Can't keep from coming undone

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On this mountain, I can see so far
The landscape is beautiful
And the flowing rivers
On this mountain, I can see so near
The rocky slopes are so full
Of the flowing rivers

In this airplane, I can see so far
The landscape   It disappears
And the waning rivers
From way up here, I can see so near
The destruction from there to here
And the unceasing tears

And I would sage the world if I could,
But my hands alone would not make it any different.

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There you go, causing a storm
Drama is your best friend
There you go, their hearts all torn
Forget making amends

No circles for you
Only shapes with ends
Make your enemies from your friends

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Reckless river,
Where are you headed to?
Rapids clash o'er
But where are they leading you?

Mighty river,
Why do you swallow so many?
Rapids clash o'er
But what do they make you be?

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Once, I watched a tree collapse;
It was on a sunny day in April.
No wind storms or nimbus clouds,
No light breeze   Just the sky at a standstill.

It struck me as ironic.
Something so sturdy could fall at its waist,
And in the wake of its crash,
Debris had scattered and was blown away.

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The prospect of ends has always been terrifying for me,
Yet the ultimate end is even more so.   It haunts me.

I am who I am, yet I am told not to fear
The unbecoming of me as the end grows near
But that is what truly frightens the most:
That I do not know when I'll reach the coast.

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Confusion   Never thought my mind could spin so many ways
Frustration   When I notice how much shorter are the days
Until my future begins

In bed   At night   Fully awake
Crying   Eyes out   Mixed up feelings
What the hell do you want from me?
Or is it Hell that you want with me?

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All that was white now turns black and falls away
The clarity in my mind months ago
It fades with the realization the beginning is ending.

Uncertainty rules my every decision
What I thought was right seems dangerous   No   Wrong.

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Although my literature is open to the public, my life is kept to my friends.

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