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In the Studio
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In the Studio
Ah, fool! are you playing Orpheus?
The shadow that darkens your soul
Of a hand just closing to grasp you
And drag you back from the goal.
The shadow that darkens your soul
Of a hand just closing to grasp you
And drag you back from the goal.
The chatter of mocking voices,
The venomous hiss & the sneer,
Unless they find answer within you,
Are nothing to hate or fear.
The venomous hiss & the sneer,
Unless they find answer within you,
Are nothing to hate or fear.
If you turn, she is lost forever
The lodestar of patient years,
The Beauty whose unkept promise
Fed your hope with inspiring tears.
The lodestar of patient years,
The Beauty whose unkept promise
Fed your hope with inspiring tears.
Look forward, she still shall beckon
Beyond the noise & the cloud;
Look back, she is vanished forever,
You another lost in the crowd.
Beyond the noise & the cloud;
Look back, she is vanished forever,
You another lost in the crowd.
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