With heavy tread and treacle feet
I drag my baggage behind me
Everything's absurd, everything feels strange
I experience time as a terrible ache
Alone and unnoticed on the busy street
I'm living in the shadow of the terrible thing
Windows shatter and alarm bells ring
I'm living in the shadow of the terrible thing
Halfway down the road I've lost all purpose
No Virgil at my side to guide and interpret
Darkness visible, failing light
I hurt in every inch of my lived lite
Sinking slowly in this miasma
Too much hurt for my head to handle
Hanging on to hope and a handful of chances
Because if you take away the future
Then the present collapses
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