Now we come to the dumbest
Darkest nights of the year
When all the planets huddle
On the other side of the earth
Hidden in the cradle of the sun
And only a handful of icy stars
Shiver above the moony lake
At last we're left on our own
To cross these darkest depths
This no-man's-land of dreams
Like candles without flames
To the land of the unborn
To the light of the farthest star
Each of us sailing to rescue
Our own individual dawn
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