Run within us, run with spite
Set your eyes upon it…
With you aggrieved, I see through your eyes, I need
I will not be the fallen
From this Moses basket I should have felt something
I should have done something, after I fall – Will you be there?
Run within us, run with sight
Set your eyes upon it …
So breathe in silently, fade all colour from my skin
To reflect from within
From this Moses basket I should have felt something
I should have done something, after I fall – Will you be there?
Shall I free it?
Shall I be it?
Sometimes I miss you!
I feel it !
Reflect from within
So come down, breathe in, die slow
I should have felt something in my own mind
I should have felt something
So come down, see them – die slow…
In the end it will surely break you
Show me power and I’ll show you being
In the end it all amounts to nothing
Helpless it’s coming on…
– A. Goddard.
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