So tell me again what it means to be free
How the lightness of love carries seeds of relief
And describe in detail how a strong heart can fail
I know you've heard that one, somewhere on your trail
Because it seems like your answers are turning the tide
Of a spiraling current caught somewhere inside
And I find myself flowing, first forward, then back
On a strange new plateau of expression and tact
Leading out to an ocean of timeless expanse
Where ideas come spinning like lovers entranced
And all I can do
Is sit here and wait
For another long night
Of electric debate
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