Abyss / Motif

Behold, the abyss
Within it, there's nothing
Without it, there could be anything
But there isn't
Why?
You'll know soon
Everyday I wake up to the same reality
To the same three steps
In the mornings, I try
In the evenings, I fly
And in the nights, I cry
When I cry I like to write ballads
To lovers, to haters, to myself
But one time I tried writing
To the abyss itself
And well, you'll see
Listen closely throughout this experience
To this motif
It will pop in and out at every turn
Just to see how you're doing
I hope one day you'll see what I'll see
And you'll know
Why the abyss is so dark



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