In the non-place between
A vast lust
And a castle's obsession
With being a wall
Against any
Invasion
Not at sea
Not on land
Not in the air
There will never be enough
Arguments against
The cruelty of the world
As long as we can hold hands
And as long as I walk
And the world
Spins
To the sound of drums
Or to the sound of a cry
There will never be enough
Rings in the sky
Or wells so deep in the air
And I'll never succumb
To this damn world
Even if it stops
Spinning
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