.In the very center of my Soul
Is an Eye, from which emerges a sword
I just wish I knew what the sword was for>
Prison of childhood; a thousand suburban homes
Every highway across the West Iâve flown
Mesas in Utah, each standing like an ancient throne
My nam.
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