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A dry desert of thoughtless souls
Miracles untouched in the familiar doorway
(time is a candle never seen)

I’m looking for those followers in-between
Those who know and those who dream
Strike a match and burn your fingertips

Lost now are the cities of God
Golden thrones chipped, enamored
Of rust dust and crying trust


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Fall down now through the door
-way see the light and spit in its 
eyes a thousand demons know why

Break the candle and spill the wine
Down the cliff hear the echo die 
Again you wonder the streets of smiles

Crumbling bread and ashen grace leave
The burden of this place heaves with tears
And prayers, calling liars through the mist

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