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Still Life

I had a dream, or was it real
My life it seemed had frozen still
And all the times that I had cried
Was just a sign that I had died

And I longed to live again
Sing a song and look within
See the plan and be at peace
Understand myself, at least

It came to me and now it's gone
A mystery, as time goes on
Fleeting truths I can't believe
Only you they can deceive

What is here and what is not
Only fear, and that's a lot
Though your mind may not be mine
I will find myself in time
or it may just find me
and blind me
unbind me
or confine me

But, that's the risk I must take
Make a fist, my heart's at stake
Fight for life that must go on...
and on... and on... and on...