Turn the ocean into rain
For the coil of madness needs soothing
We may never meet again
But our saturnine ways unite us in the ether
Lift the gloom from this isle
Drain our bodies of black bile
An invisible line between the poles of the mind
Society's bounds are set by you and I
What's acceptable
What's not?
Set by you and I
We are us and them
Soon as the line disappears
From our universal consciousness
Things will change
Things will change


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