Echoes
Echoes in my mind,
harsh, but still subdued.
They make me wonder, time to time,
is it all just a ruse?
Up and down, back and forth,
they bounce around the turns.
East, West, South, or North,
whichever way the fire burns.
It started from a single spark,
but then it grew and grew.
Now it's a tempest in the dark
and there's nothing I can do.
Should I walk or should I run,
and which way should I go.
Knowledge lies beyond the sun,
from here I just don't know.
These thoughts appear all the time,
like a cavern, hollow through.
They're just echoes in my mind,
harsh but still subdued.
harsh, but still subdued.
They make me wonder, time to time,
is it all just a ruse?
Up and down, back and forth,
they bounce around the turns.
East, West, South, or North,
whichever way the fire burns.
It started from a single spark,
but then it grew and grew.
Now it's a tempest in the dark
and there's nothing I can do.
Should I walk or should I run,
and which way should I go.
Knowledge lies beyond the sun,
from here I just don't know.
These thoughts appear all the time,
like a cavern, hollow through.
They're just echoes in my mind,
harsh but still subdued.
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