You could see it in the lightning strike
You could feel it in your bones
The way the fear drives away any vague notion of home
You lie wide awake beneath the hanging moon
And your dreams will find no place to call their own tonight
As you stare across the room at the shadows on the wall
You fail to explain
A feeling best portrayed by the posture of the willow trees
When the morning came the fire spread down every aching limb
And all your bright horizons were enveloped in the smoke
The sight, the sound, the incoherent drone
Will establish the foundations of your own Babylon
That will scatter you abroad; across the raging seas
To the lands that no one knows
And you shake at the sound of saying all your goodbyes at once
You could hear it in the silence, you could see it in her eyes
That the distance that was setting in could not be reversed
The Great Divide, the impenetrable walls
Have set the final boundaries between you and the world
And left you with more time than you would like to be alone
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