1. Wither

From the recording Carried in Retrospect

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The fire in these eyes they flair and fade, And move just as they may
It’s warm and its cold each passing day, And mute the thing I want to say
Why do I do just what I hate, and cast my joy away
I’m weak I’m strong, don’t know where I belong, and all in a single day

See the poor man arising, Let the weak say I’m strong
Let the Orphan rise up, and know where they belong
Let the shadows within me, go running in fear
At their apocalypse coming, the son of man drawing near

Come traveler by, hear what I say
And let me not delay, the grass it whithers the flower fades
My strength, and my fear the same