The world's too big
And I'm too small
To do all that is asked of me
My life's too fast
And I just crawl
Because my feet gave under me
For who can tread
Upon a ground
That sinks and rises like the sea
And who can dance
Upon a wind
That howls dischordant harmony
So if its still
Required of me
To stand, to dance, to run this race
A world too loud
Just let it cease
So mine can settle back in place
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