Who rode time that night -
who knows what was fleeting
away -
who'd tell that the heaving darkness
was my heart
beating?
Strings did survive knots
and blood beat its clots -
vibrations fell and settled -
the universe in sleep
at last?
But I've lost what I've lost.
And I've lost.
who knows what was fleeting
away -
who'd tell that the heaving darkness
was my heart
beating?
Strings did survive knots
and blood beat its clots -
vibrations fell and settled -
the universe in sleep
at last?
But I've lost what I've lost.
And I've lost.
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