The shadow of the man I am
The shadow of the forest Pan
Dionysian fool.
Strange reflections upon this hour
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Left alone to devices my own
Feeding off love, chew down to the bone
The world surrounds it grounds me
Find me and you’ve found me.
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I see you every night it seems
In ether dressed resplendent dreams
And every morning I awake
Without you near I start to shake
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My hands are trembling torments
Shaking as I wake
Take me to the land
Where I hold steady my own hand
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A joker's smile
A dancer's mile
Feet swollen
Ankles broken
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