"The Broken Sky"
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The knock came on my door I emptied my cage to hide in the world But it has no lock to be locked But he knows how to disfigure the dead To remain bound to silence. The sound of closing outside the door is all Daring no more to ask than with the eyes But his eyes asked me not to ask In the determined dawn lying under the morning star.
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The knock came on my door I emptied my cage to hide in the world But it has no lock to be locked But he knows how to disfigure the dead To remain bound to silence. The sound of closing outside the door is all Daring no more to ask than with the eyes But his eyes asked me not to ask In the determined dawn lying under the morning star.
The knock came on my door I emptied my cage to hide in the world But it has no lock to be locked But he knows how to disfigure the dead To remain bound to silence. The sound of closing outside the door is all Daring no more to ask than with the eyes But his eyes asked me not to ask In the determined dawn lying under the morning star.