FLYERS
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I was lost and cried in an empty hole And I walked and walked through the empty walls Every door intact Every floor so morbid And endless was that empty hole. I could see no man I could hear no God. And I walked and walked through the empty hole. When high up in the sky I saw a horse fly It shined so bright In its every flight Like the brightest ring for the hazel bride And the ring thrown down to reach its bride. And I was flying Flying from my empty walls ...