all these things, are they plain?
weighing down so on your brain
all the things you think you know?
forever with you wherever you go
have you ever wondered high?
the things you believe, are they right?
things that you have thought are so
learned from near and long ago
created ideas formed in your head
held to by you as truth instead
of what things might be true
if you could find them.. past purviews
seven heavens flail around you
seven heavens pulled apart
seven heavens bow in blunder crude
less you live and then your day has gone
seven heavens all come down, you..
all your peoples in your arms
they’ve been bound with truth about you
for to wake before your day is downed
seven heavens fraught confound you
seven heavens filled with charms
seven heavens far you from truth
less you live and then your day has gone
seven heavens all resound you
all your peoples flood your house
they’ve been bought with truth, unbound you
for to wake before your day is downed
something of my own
forgotten far of(f) home
ever while we stand
in the dark and sunken gloam
all the day long
in the light of the silence
the ways of our world
might not creep up behind us
causing us to become
ways not good to be had
all the day long
in the world to be sad
all the day long
in the light of the silence
the ways of our world
might not overtake and re-blind us
leading down paths
without merit on whim
all the day long
in a mind-sunken blend
all these things, are they plain?
weighing down so on your brain
all the things you ‘think’ you know?
forever with you wherever you go
have you ever wondered ‘high’ –
the things you believe, are they right?
things that people taught you so
some from near, some long ago?
created ideas formed in their heads
held to by them as truth instead
of what things might be true
if one could find them – past purviews
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