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I don’t even want to sing this.
I don’t even want to care.
I have tried once,
What point is there?

I can’t even see why.
Why must I try to fight this?
Why can’t I just give up and –
I don’t even want to say it.
What good would it do?

My life is full of emptiness
Nothing willed
Nothing ventured
No-one cared for
No-one one here

So to the troubles around me,
And those that await,
What have you against me,
When I don’t even care

And then, it appears!
Across the mountains!
Through the sky!
A light, ~in motion~
Shifting me from despair

How beautiful it is
How beautiful it ~feels~
I can’t even express it,
I can’t even dare.
Sent from the Gods
It feels ever so sincere.

Is it for me, my God?
Is it mine? Is it meaning?
Is it a sign?
I stare.

No answers come forth,
Nothing said,
Nothing shown,

Without questioning the fairness,
I touch it and listen,
It sounds ever so clear

Speaking to me so softly,
It knows me, I swear

I wrap my wind around it,
Embrace it, as I say
With my eyes set upon it,
And my vision in its layers.
/This object is true/

Who am I,
I notice.
Why should I,
I know.

It’s not meaning, not reason,
It’s the song I sing before you.

~And now.

I really want to sing this.
I ~really~ do care.
Sing light into the darkness.
And sing more throughout the day,

~Shifting forever~
~Singing light into this World~