A phase of life
Blighted by stasis
Suspended and hanging by a thread
Kiting like a spider
Reluctant to go
Then I feel my spirit rise
And I know it's not my time
I can see it in your eyes
This is not my time
Watch the blood meld
With warm water
Watch the blood meld
With warm water
Lassitude not sorrow
Bereft of feeling
Beyond despair
Then I feel my spirit rise
And I know it's not my time
I can see it in your eyes
This not my time
One chapter closing for another to begin

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