Gradient Of Flint And Stone

Accustomed to this world I walk alone
Beseeched by feelings and here I roam
Gradient of flint and stone
For in this world, I have no home

Eclipsed within the shadowed light
Beyond the world within your sight
No hollowed ground or fruit to bear
And all I seem to do is care

And so I look with a gentle stare
But do you see me standing there

Extinguish hatred from my heart
I long to live beyond the dark
Faithless I await the dawn
Where others wait before they morn

Fearful of the things that are to come
Before the light of the rising sun
Question this but answer none
I felt the greed before the sun
And felt the pulse beneath thy thumb

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