A glassy heart is crying
And for all the dreams denying
Never smiles
Always on the move
By the years it`s raked with fire
And the heyday of desire`s
Far to reach
Down and out it lies
The inner fallow land
In a tight spot I demand
The young bliss of eternal dawn
And when all the skies would fall
And a single chance is small
I`ll still toe the line
My heart is like an ocean
When the rain is lashing down
And if all fails and the waves are rising frown
My soul caught in a whirlwind
Like the embers in the fire
If not elsewhere, then where is the desire
If not elsewhere, where is the desire
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