Like a whisper reaches to the flame
Bent and flickering with no intent
Stir in silence on gossamer waves
I bend down
Sway down
Twisting with no sound
Fool the gullible with shifting lens
Hide the twisting darkness lays within
Winding steps and creaking floors below
I trip down
Stumble down
On uneven ground
Something told me to get away
Far away from you
Pack my bags and just run away
Out into the gloom
Just as fast as my legs could take
Racing blindly through the squall
It's thick and icy white lightning
Thunderous steps still right behind me
Bright white ahead, it’s the end in sight
She’s still gaining catches
Plank and I go flying
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