Oh please forgive me my misgivings
Born of the dirge of flowing air
Where summer had once seemed searing
And where winter lacked a flare.
I come from lands unknown to you
I see what should be hidden
I speak languages you would ache to hear
So please forgive me my misgivings.
I hurt myself and others when
My mind plays tricks on me
I seek absolution by the hour
And the forgiveness of my misgivings by the minute.
I love like there is no tomorrow
Reality is calming and free
But really my mind gets steeped in sorrow
So please forgive me my misgivings.
I seek succour like I'd imagined I'd give
I ache more than I would like
Vindicated now, rising again
Please forgive me my misgivings.
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