And how much at times

I thought

I thought I saw a flicker of hope
Dance across loves eyes
But it was only freedom's wound
Bleeding from the lies

I thought I saw a chance
For just cause to go ahead
But it was only the subconscious
Moving in fear and dread

I thought I saw the wind
Blow light upon the trees
But it was only deaths wings
Passing close to me

And I thought of that last breath
And how life is all right there
Balanced upon the precipice
And how much at times

We are asked to bear

Neils
about 1994
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transcribed this time
6:22 am
10/30/2004