I lay upon the dark night screaming,
Harrowed dreaming,
Searching for some wisdom wise,
And looking to the morning asking;
What is lasting
Viewed through these haggard eyes?
There is fear to love,
And love to fear.
Great emptiness,
Empty greatness.
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Drift upon that ocean sailing,
Winds ‘a wailing,
Searching for some land to see.
Lay him down, the captain, dying,
Crewmen crying,
Wonder what it was to be.
There is fashion to life
And life to fashion.
Sensible futility,
Futile sensibility.
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Rap upon that door and wonder,
Endless ponder,
“Will this fellow answer me?”
The ferryman he answers slowly,
Waiting coldly.
“I wonder does he wait for me?”