| (it is not my memories which haunt me | |
| It is not what I have written down | |
| It is what I have forgotten, what I must forget, | |
| What I must go on forgetting all my life) | |
| There is eternity this night, an endless light | |
| Signs from above reminding me of home and love | |
| I hide my face amid a crowd of velvet stars | |
| See great rings all around my head | |
| I'm looking back | |
| Created to pretend we never die | |
| I feel like one coming out of an upper room | |
| To fret no more and walk abroad so confirmed | |
| There's time in hours, in days and years | |
| Driven by the spheres | |
| The child, the place, their warm embrace | |
| What abiding space? | |
| Created to pretend we never die | |
| I feel like one coming out of an upper room | |
| To fret no more and walk abroad so confirmed | |
| The houses shine in silence | |
| And the child in me steps in so deep | |
| In this unshaded place | |
| A soul on its lonely path |
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