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It's not with a lover's lyre, not at all.
That I go around, attracting a crowd.
It's the rattle with which lepers crawl
That in my hands keeps singing aloud.
Where nothing Is needed, I walk like a child,
My shadow serves as the friend I crave.
The wind breezes out of a grove gone wild,
And my foot is on the edge of the grave.
the muse
All that I am hangs by a thread tonight
as I wait for her whom no one can command
Whatever I cherish most—youth, freedom, glory-
fades before her who bears the flute
in her hand.
Artist: Yusuf Islam
Artist: Coheed And Cambria
Artist: Booker T. And The Mg's