I am the first you are likely to see
I rise like a tide, swelling over the sea
Like a pillar of strength bent on toppling
See, I'm steady as can be
My footing sure to fail
All my lusting to no avail
Tearing holes in my own sail
Going nowhere
Waves of indecision come from me
Directed by the wind, my symphony
Everything is crashing around me
See, I'm steady as the sea
My footing sure to fail
All my lusting to no avail
Tearing holes in my own sail
Going nowhere
All is shifting
Or maybe it's drifting from me
Faces pass
As I clasp what's left of my dignity
Skipping stones
Built this throne I am sitting
I'm slipping
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