I have been there before...
Feeling I'm on a mountaintop and riding high
Though all my instincts tell me that it's all a lie
This is the one I dreamed about my whole life through
Thought I could breathe at last although it's all untrue
Clinging to straws and roses makes it seem so fine
Yet I committed Hara-Kiri every time.
I thought I'd seen the light...
Flashing and swirling round me like a storm at sea
Warning me not to go there cos of where I'd be
Showing me how I'd fall into the poisoned tide
Tearing myself to pieces with that knife inside
But I was like an insect round a candleshine
And I committed Hara-Kiri every time.
© Copyright 2005, Alan Morrison, Sincerity Music
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