Fields Of Space

There’s a deep dark something
Breathing inside of me
And the harder I try to look
The less I seem to see

It has something to do
With the mystery of the symbols
That dance around my brain
And the music and the sunlight
That Loves my naked frame

That opens up my fears
And rocks my crumbling bones
Until they are once again
Stardust through the fields of space to roam

And it has something to do
With the mystery of the symbols
That dance around my brain
And the music and the sunlight
That Loves my naked frame

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