I am becoming the man of the sea
I am no longer the man of concrete
I am becoming the man of the depths
I am no longer the man of surface
From that city new man had surfaced
From that city old man had sunk
Before that city I had a purpose
After that city I had triumph
Forces will fall... Your forces will take you higher...
Somewhere I have parted the that's part of me...
The city scene has distanced me from all I've got...
I turn to me... My inner self, I'm distanced from...
The racket of others tracks take me from...
The depths in all are all I had to fill me up...
Solitude is status and vocation...
Now Lonesome... Not solemn in every station...
Thinking the train could bring escape...
I lost it all upon this train...
City scene that breaks me down...
An empty human casing...
The fueling city is not one that fueled me...
I await the parted me...
So far from me...
Open up and break me down...
I want to see Thyself.
A rider of my own mind...
My unawareness of I...
Unclear why... My awareness of them...
Takes me from the ride preferred...
A rider of thyself...
Rider of the depths.
Where I honed myself the best.
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