In a dream it would seem
I went to those who close the open door
Turning the key I sat and spoke to
Those inside of me
They answered my question
Into questions and pointed me into the night
Where the moon was star painted dancer
And the world was just a spectrum of night
They reached to my centre of reason
And pulled on the touchstone that's that
The shock of that light had me rcaling
And I fell into the death of despair
They answered my questions and questions
And set me to stand on the brink
Where the sun and the moon were as brothers
And all that was left was to think
They answered my questions and questions
And pointed me into the night
The power that bore me had left me alone
To figure out which way was right.
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