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Rite Of Passage

 

Rite Of Passage

(album: Forgotten Days - 2020)


Feasting eyes on wreckage that surrounds me
Makes me wonder if I ever learned to live

I have such little recognition
Of what I was when I could still see your face
The many flaws, of my own admission
A void supreme, I can't pull away

This rite of passage
It took all of these years, but now I finally know
One question to ask of you
Did part of me die while watching you go?

In the soul, the frailty is seated
Gnawing doubts that I ever learned to live

Look upon the days since you've departed
My grand accounting of errances made
This ache, incessant once it started
As I espouse a meditation on decay

This rite of passage
It took all of these years, but now I finally know
One question to ask of you
Did part of me die while watching you go?

This rite of passage
It took all of these years, but now I'm finally shown
The cavity that grows within
Vacant space that was left a lifetime ago

Not fully alive
Just a shadow to be
Will I be revived?
Or transfixed in between

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