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The river Styx reflects its deep blue stillness.
There rests your image upon the waving surface,
Matched by your eyes, moving in circles.
Such loss as we've felt;-- O how to separate
The feeling from the thinking flesh, when pain
Begs what can't be undone to be seen.
The lyre in the woods sits there unstrung;
The mischief has all gone away; where voices were
Now the silence of the winding forest rules.
And it helps to understand that what happened
Sets up futures for fools so destined.
It's the sad colors from eyes that leak into the water.
And you say you can't cross-- and you say
The world's loss is not my own.
Rules swim around my head, and I find
Nature chewing rings, chewing bones;
And I find how far this place is from home.
Some things we're never able to accept.
O and to dance, fire-lit, to this dark music,
To flee my soul's cavern into the colder air.
As the weight which holds this up,
Feeling crosses thought we couldn't bear;
We finally admit all we couldn't share,
To bridge the gap between Lovers there.
There rests your image upon the waving surface,
Matched by your eyes, moving in circles.
Such loss as we've felt;-- O how to separate
The feeling from the thinking flesh, when pain
Begs what can't be undone to be seen.
The lyre in the woods sits there unstrung;
The mischief has all gone away; where voices were
Now the silence of the winding forest rules.
And it helps to understand that what happened
Sets up futures for fools so destined.
It's the sad colors from eyes that leak into the water.
And you say you can't cross-- and you say
The world's loss is not my own.
Rules swim around my head, and I find
Nature chewing rings, chewing bones;
And I find how far this place is from home.
Some things we're never able to accept.
O and to dance, fire-lit, to this dark music,
To flee my soul's cavern into the colder air.
As the weight which holds this up,
Feeling crosses thought we couldn't bear;
We finally admit all we couldn't share,
To bridge the gap between Lovers there.
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