.I walk out to the edge of the lake,
Eyes following the water
As it washes my convictions away.
He stops me when Iâm starting to pray.
He says,
âIntuition is awakening suspicion.â
He says,
âMy tradition is the art of superstition.â
I wake up in the light of the fire.
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