shapes born of darkness
the landscapes within
a cry of indifference my future moves in
the man on the tv has a sermon for me
a fear of the future
ashamed of the things that i've see
it is nothing at all i say
as i fall to the floor
still i'd like to know
all the things that make my freedom flow
you'll never control all the things
that this world puts you through
have as much of a grip on it as it has on you
the next thing i'm crying
can't remember my name
the faces the voices calm words of support
all amount to the same
to see beyond this day
look deep in their eyes
to a place you avoid
see yourself staring back in disguise
it is nothing at all i say
as i fall to the floor
still i'd like to know
all the things that make my freedom flow
you'll never control all the things
that this world puts you through
death just walked in
and i didn't have time to undo
all the things that i wouldn't have said had i known it was due
and the things you try hard to avoid
are sat in the next room
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