The Distance to Arrive

There are no paths

On the clouds

There are no paths

In the stars

There are no paths

In the temples

There are no paths

In my brain

 

There is no place

For me to weep

There is no place

For me to sleep

 

The distance to below

My soul is tempted

The feet never know

The path that never was

 

You make paths

Of my brain

You make paths 

Of my skin

You make paths 

Of my veins

You make paths

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