I seem to be far ahead
They call to me
I can't hear what they've said
They say--you're there
I know the truth
Oh how I envy you
If you're lost
You can look
But you won't find me--
I am lost too
If you fall
I can't catch you
I wish I could wait--
But I'm down by you
When the book is open
And the pages separate
You'll see the scrawling
And know the confused puzzling
Certain darkness
That makes me blind
The lies remain so tight
Time after time
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