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I spent many days and many nights Lost, in a labyrinth of lights A dance in the eternal twilight Never saw something so bright A flash, before the night Seeded with desire And wrought with color and fire In it countless sweet simple things So obvious and plainly seen When I was eighteen Something faint in the sky Catches the inquisitive eye Watching it struggle up there so high Reminds me to say goodbye Now I've spent many days and many nights Lost, somewhere I'm not yet aware Still, a flower here or there An answer to my empty prayer Even after all this time, I find those familiar lights Haunting me in the nights And torturing me with forgotten delights Just for a moment I see them in puddles of water A flash in the reflection Or is it just my shoddy recollection? Hidden under all that lukewarm affection? Entombed a part of me seems to be In the depths of the colorful tones Buried under far too many stones And something else's bones Spent so much time looking into those lights They've been burnt into my eyes Got me addicted to those old highs The ones full of lies Even still after all this time, I find myself wanting to be, Lost Again, In a labyrinth of lights
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 3:22 AM UTC
The Labyrinth of Lights
I spent many days and many nights Lost, in a labyrinth of lights A dance in the eternal twilight Never saw something so bright A flash, before the night Seeded with desire And wrought with color and fire In it countless sweet simple things So obvious and plainly seen When I was eighteen Something faint in the sky Catches the inquisitive eye Watching it struggle up there so high Reminds me to say goodbye Now I've spent many days and many nights Lost, somewhere I'm not yet aware Still, a flower here or there An answer to my empty prayer Even after all this time, I find those familiar lights Haunting me in the nights And torturing me with forgotten delights Just for a moment I see them in puddles of water A flash in the reflection Or is it just my shoddy recollection? Hidden under all that lukewarm affection? Entombed a part of me seems to be In the depths of the colorful tones Buried under far too many stones And something else's bones Spent so much time looking into those lights They've been burnt into my eyes Got me addicted to those old highs The ones full of lies Even still after all this time, I find myself wanting to be, Lost Again, In a labyrinth of lights
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shastro
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 3:22 AM UTC
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