As science transcends our biblical predictions.
And as wave after wave have never come home.
A friend of mine who only once was the end.
This once was thought to be the end,
of millions out of reach of God.
We have met with the wind and the sea.
We have justified the killing of many.
Can a dream exist without brain and mind.
Terrified my mind it is leaving,
leaving the brain far behind.
Brain before mind that never came up,
from the edge of reach none have reached.
If this is it, how can I see you again.
Without a dream I am dreaming of the mind.
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