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the view from my window
When the night is darkest shade
Let the spirit be unafraid
Burn a candle purest white
Call the voices of the night
The View from my window...is so unclear
Strangers come and they tell us lies
Spoken promise not in their eyes
Break the mind, repress the soul
Blistered feet and empty bowl
The View from my window...is so unclear
Strange horizons fill our sight
Steps in Time. Man’s delight
We are footprints in the sand
The dust we are, the dust we all become
And the way that we love and the way that we are loved
Like a joining of hands in a circle unbroken
Beliefs and customs we extol
Condition us now, to how we will be seen
All the ways of being, where right is wrong
and wrong is turned to right…but it’s so unclear
The View from my window...is so unclear
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