Echoes of distant voices Not from where but when? Ive been in this place before Theres no sound as I close the door A house that was swallowed in vine And I walk through surreal paintings of time They embrace me and call out my name Blowing rings of smoke my way Veil is so heavy, I cant see you Bring me back, Im entering the void They say were from the troubled land Existing in something that comes after death I shake my head and walk through a new door Aisles between high bookshelves on a dirt floor Are they playing hide and seek? The old man helps the young boy make the speakers speak This room has no ceiling, above me the stars shine bright A vast living room without electric light In this clouded mist I still feel their presence Theres a vast mountain blocking the sun wake up. wake up Solo Bring me back. Speak! Im entering the void
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