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There’s a shadow just behind me / Shrouding every step I take / Making every promise empty / Pointing every finger at me

I know the pieces fit / ‘Cause I watch them fall away / Mildewed and smoldering, fundamental differing / Pure intention juxtaposed will set two lovers souls in motion

Black then white are all I see in my infancy / Red and yellow then came to be / Reaching out to me, let’s me see / As below, so above and beyond, I imagine

We are spirit bound to this flesh / We go ‘round, one foot nailed down / But bound to reach out and beyond this flesh / Become Pneuma

Who are you to wave your finger? / You must have been outta your head / Eye hole deep in muddy waters / You practically raised the dead