Is it so useless to talk
With these still shades?
Sometimes it seems that I
I spy my moves
Through the vent of a glass stone
Is it so useless to talk
With these still shades?
But what am I observing?
The sandpit I'm digging
Doesn't seem deep enough
'cause the cries of the wounded wave
Are covering my strains
The sandpit I'm digging
Doesn't seem deep enough
'cause the cries of the wounded wave
Are covering my strains
The soundpit doesn't seem deep enough
'cause the cries of the wounded wave
Are covering my strains
But I long for this amorphous embrace
To reach close connections with my ego
This is the spiral
Is it so useless to talk
With these still shades?
Sometimes it seems that I
I spy my moves
Through the vent of a glass stone
Are covering my strains
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