This disillusionment is becoming a bigger burden, and now is confusing.
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Am I man who has met many mountains
Or do I stand still
Do I drown in parted waters
At someone else's will
Am I wrong to assume
That golden serpents bear bad fruit
That acts of greatness
Can never be weightless
And even when angels had woken
I strain to hear if a single word is spoken
This weight is too much
I'm beginning to wonder if it isn't too much
To handle
This is too much to handle
From on high