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Why bother looking at something,
Knowing you don't care?
Why bother getting up in the morning,
Spreading your hatred everywhere?
Why bother falling in love,
If love just makes you hurt more?
Why bother trusting someone,
If you'll get hurt like before?
The reason is life is a risk,
Take the chances you get.
Falling in love is a miracle,
Something you will never forget.
No matter what happens:
there'll always be you and me
Song Of The Night
Once mind is silenced
nothing remains
to keep me from falling into the night,
its silken blackness enfolding me.
It is a relief to let go,
to no longer prop up
a cardboard form I thought was me.
I spread out, dispersing through the void,
feeling myself everywhere
in this Nowhere
that is home to only One.
From out of the silence, I hear sound-
a soft and subtle crooning.
It is the song of the cool, black space
the song of the Beloved
beckoning me.
And I follow it
Home.
Knowing you don't care?
Why bother getting up in the morning,
Spreading your hatred everywhere?
Why bother falling in love,
If love just makes you hurt more?
Why bother trusting someone,
If you'll get hurt like before?
The reason is life is a risk,
Take the chances you get.
Falling in love is a miracle,
Something you will never forget.
No matter what happens:
there'll always be you and me
Song Of The Night
Once mind is silenced
nothing remains
to keep me from falling into the night,
its silken blackness enfolding me.
It is a relief to let go,
to no longer prop up
a cardboard form I thought was me.
I spread out, dispersing through the void,
feeling myself everywhere
in this Nowhere
that is home to only One.
From out of the silence, I hear sound-
a soft and subtle crooning.
It is the song of the cool, black space
the song of the Beloved
beckoning me.
And I follow it
Home.
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