I am the suck of air you take That you've had many times before; I am the blow you try to fake, But which still throws you out the door; I am the air that fills your lungs, But leaves you emptier below; I am the void that you can't explain, But which is where you want to go.
Flame sucks between the balls of steel; Nothing moves, the air itself congeals. Look at the flame if you want to, Hear the sharp crack of the fission, Smell the brief vapour of ozone, Feel static motion.
I am the love you try to hide, But which all can understand; I am the hate you still deny, Though the blood is on your hands; I am the peace you're searching for, But you know you'll never find; I am the pain you can't endure, But which tingles in your mind.
Flame sucks between the balls of steel; Nothing moves, the air itself congeals. Look at the flame if you want to, Hear the sharp crack of the fission, Smell the brief vapour of ozone, Feel static motion.
I am the joy you really pay for, But which comes completely free; I am your god on the final day, For the truth is you and me...
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