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The path walking uphill Don't slip When the souls can't grip the crumbling rocks Beneath the shoes There she stands Reaching down to pick up the swordless man Wars not over but the battle Is theirs to lose Dry bed of a birthplace Cinches break Once were photographs of trees Out in the lake And this hand Reaching down to offer a trembling shake At the other end Two friends to far to go so there they'll stay Disaster waiting to happen In an uneasy gate Made their escape easy enough A door as open as the wounds on his hands With nothing awake for miles For the one who's gotten lost In a horses eye Unlikely pair To get surrounded All the way around And it's much too deep now to swim When the clouds Open up their mouths Swallow up the last glimmer of sun Erasing all doubts Disaster waiting to happen In an uneasy gate Made their escape easy enough A door as open as the wounds on his hands With nothing awake for miles For the one who's gotten lost In a horses eye It's the strangest face Staring at your fate Like the look of a man Who realizes that he lost the race And their toes Suddenly cold One last glimpse, goodbye friend A man his companion are washed away Completely washed away
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