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Where do I stand? Is that you beside me? Or is it my shadow, my visage of truth
For the longest time I thought it was solid, but now that I’m falling I know I’ll fall through
Reach out to protect me, my shadow my savior, but your words cut deeper than knife fire or sword
I look to the sky ‘cause the grounds not behind me, I cry out in darkness, oh lord, oh my lord
Falling and falling, and soaring through space,
The emptiness ‘neath me a slap in the face
My shadow won’t catch me, it moves with the wind,
Swaying and sinking, and where is my friend?
Did she ever exist or was I just dreaming,
Dreaming of love as I dreamt of my end.