inside where the lion hides
his face in a new disguise
grew up on the fires glow
looked down and around below
can’t you see the fire eternal burning
why wonder why the world is turning
spellbound by the undertow
the glass house can overflow
he died and came back again
so long that we wonder when
it never rains inside the planet we seek
the only garden he’s weeding is me

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