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Behind The Next Turning

Many years, many journeys. Still walking, no expectations, no dreams. Time is short


Let the heart break
Let it rage, let it be, walk on
These chains I've made
I feel these traps will rust away
My brand name is on them
Tarnished, sprung and broken
Old religions, rusted through
Freedom I see the broken path
This is why I am lost
Fire, burn down my past
Burn up the future dreams
I am not afraid to walk into myself
I alone burn down these bridges
The opium fields are burning
Shiva Shambho, the greens
A new shade, verdant azure
I've done my time in many worlds
New enchantments, over the hill
Along the crooked way
I walk towards the allure hidden
Behind the next turning

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