Those dim swamps I crossed
In despeate search for some hope.
But the only ray I found
Was of those bright ghost lights.
Just give me substance.
Something permanent.
A place to be myself.
A place just like your monument.
Those dim swamps I crossed
In despeate search for some hope.
But the only ray I found
Was of those bright ghost lights.
Just give me substance.
Something permanent.
A place to be myself.
A place just like your monument.
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