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Dull Spot On The Horizon

Rising out, of my sheltered nest
From my cocoon, into harshness
Afraid of the stars, terrified of the sun
I’ve come too far, too soon, to lose, I’ve won
Transfixed by dreams
Scorned by fantasies
Alone again it seems
Thrown back in stormy seas

Holding still, down a waterfall
The noise and screams of nothing’s call
Ring my heart, like the end of it all

Transfixed by dreams
Scorned by fantasies
All that it ever means
Is not what he sees

Oh, out of here, let me find comfort
With or without much of a consort
To be found withered, all along
Leave and flee now, I’m already gone

Holding still, like the end of it all.