Across the universe one last time
where light is dark
and dark is a white tear
falling down my stark dark face.
Around my neck a piece of metal
that says
going on a one way trip
don't look back it's never easy.
One good man
tossed back into the pit of fire
that comes back
as what you never were before.
Searching, searching for something
never there.
Down my face see it there
there, there on my face
dark one white tear
falling down the face of one
that is not here.
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