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| SX-70 Polaroid - 1st Beach on a gloomy day - La Push, Washington |
round and round I go reaching
melancholy highs.
riding on a carousel I'm
the wolf in disguise.
where am I going and where am I
now?
cloaked in the shadows,
it's the darkness that I vow.
Listen closely to my
tale of sadness and despair.
Feel my tears fall
from my eyes as I rip out my hair.
As the darkness grows
deeper and the light fades away.
I wonder who will
miss me and who will wish that I had stayed.
Did I swing from the trees,
Did I call out your name?
Would we ever have
that chance to be together again?
My thoughts rush like
fever and sweat drips from my brow.
Where were we then
and where am I now?
I can't see my shadow, yet my roots run
deep.
Binding, forever,
there is darkness where I reap.
It speaks in riddles
and it calls out my name.
Nothing is similar
yet it all feels the same.
round and round I go reaching
melancholy highs.
riding on a carousel I'm
the wolf in disguise.
where am I going and where am I
now?
cloaked in the shadows,
it's the darkness that I vow.
Take my hand in yours and hold
on tight.
My grip filled with ice,
haunting tales of flight.
I challenge the darkness as it
enters the ring
No breath, no voice, yet I will
still sing.
I'll take on the earth, the
heavens and below.
When death calls your name
you feel that first blow.
My blood doesn't run and my
fear doesn't follow.
Aura black as night as I
enter the weeping hollow.
round and round I go reaching
melancholy highs.
riding on a carousel I'm
the wolf in disguise.
where am I going and where am I
now?
cloaked in the shadows,
it's the darkness that I vow.
round and round I go reaching
melancholy highs.
riding on a carousel I'm
the wolf in disguise.
where am I going and where am I
now?
cloaked in the shadows,
it's the darkness that I vow.
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