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What have I done what is this mourning
The arc of the brightness blinds me
What are these thoughts and cumbersome footsteps
The arc of the dream that binds me

What have I been this figure of light
Island of gardens that feeds you
What if I burn swallowing doctrines
Does painting this picture feed you

Brother my child my counsel
Cynical fathers I see
What colour these memories might be
What about me what about me what about me

What do I need only my conscience
Forgiveness is all you gave me
Vast is the wave I am my demon

Why should I care piercing my cause
Bring on the fools that bind me so
What if I drown water is yielding
Interrogate my own sanity

Brother my child my counsel
Cynical fathers I see
What colour these memories might be
What about me what about me what about me

What have I been this figure of light
Island of gardens that feeds you
What if I burn swallowing doctrines
Does painting this picture feed you

Brother my child my counsel
Cynical fathers I see
What colour these memories might be
What about me what about me what about me