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What about that image in my sky
I don't think I'm that important
I walk my own light and I feel a beam of light clarity of the self
Light, light, soul light
I am a man waiting for dawn.
What about that image in my hell
if I've already been broken to take a breath
you walked on my embers
I dreamed in the darkness
I crashed into myself
Light, light, soul light
I am a man waiting for dawn.
Don't confuse, hey shepherd
I'm not interested in your sky
every drop of water goes to the sea
Light, light, dawn light
I am a man waiting for the soul.
