Like dust Im lost in the world I thought that I had a place Between the heavens and the earth Between the starred sky I feel the crunch of dirt I smell the scent of flowers My aimless feet To be in the world And not a part of it Thats the aim of the pain Im sorry that there seems No happiness in life Im sorry that there seems No one Passing streams Dying dreams There seems to be no joy There seems to be no joy You cannot see the ships sailing You cannot see the sails sailing Amassing as Christ on the horizon Outstretched Outstretched...
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