Waking.

And all I know is I must be sure,

In this life there’s the perfect cure,

The kingdom comes as I fall down,

I’m the clown.

And all I know is I’m insecure,

I see the truth as the biggest lure,

The kingdom comes as I close my eye,

It’s my disguise.

And I look for something so obscure,

I wonder if I am immature,

The kingdom comes as I lose sight,

Am I right?

And I stand so tall, self-assured,

No more travelling a dark detour,

The kingdom comes as I see,

No I in we.

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