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Let me become the other

Who is also myself

Behind layers and layers of ice

Muted and long forgotten

I am leaving this body behind

I am leaving this body to die

Why is it; we never notice the distance

Before it is too late?

I am leaving these songs behind

I am leaving our songs to die

Mistook the voices of others

For my inner guide to the stars

I am leaving these dreams behind

I am leaving my dreams to die

I've been the one who listens

Now I'll be the father of wars

I left my body behind

I left myself to die

Given and screaming

As the times have come

When the seed un-plants itself

And the trees have no fathers

Those few golden, undying

Hearts are those of secret sons

And the secrets of the Sun

Are those of daughters asking to...