We scaled the face of reason
To find at least one sign
That would reveal the true dimensions
Of life, lest we forgetAnd maybe, it's easier
To withdraw from life
With all of its misery
And wretched lies away from harmWe lay by cool, still waters
And gazed into the sun
And like the moth's great imperfection
Succumbed to her fatal charmAnd maybe it's me
Who dreams unrequited love
The victim of fools who watch
And stand in line away from harm
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