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Caverns Measureless To Man
Caverns Measureless to Man
 
 I wandered o'er the building tops
 And past the picket fences
 To find a field, itself revealed
 That nature spares offenses 
 
 The sun did burn too see me turn
 Or else is sunlight bake
 I wandered out to lay my doubt
 Out for Mercy's sake
 
 Where I had lived was baron more
 Than here, if a place could be
 Vacant of mind, held me entwined
 I left, if ever would be
 
 But what I found did make the sound
 Of leaving seem so cruel 
 For from the safety of that town
 The earth proved me a fool
 
 In black and white, it was a site
 To see the baron land
 It stretched around, and did surround
 Me in its massive hand
 
 The golden sand covered the land
 And played to me a dirge
 I wept to hear this voice austere
 And on the music purge
 
 I saw an eagle white as gold
 And he was feathered thick 
 With his great beak he soared the peak
 But fell'th just as quick.
 
 Nothing it seemed, what I had dreamed
 Could bear this frightful foe
 I had no choice, but call my voice
 And join in songs of woe
 
 And so I sang with that odd gang
 Of spirits, plants, and I
 We sang until we each were still
 And wept to hear us cry
 
 Each crashing Zephyr blow did show
 The beauty of that place
 I had come far, for what I are
 Is not what is the space
 
 Where I had come from man had beat
 The nature from that place
 My soul took back what it did lack
 And did my grief replace
 What I mistook for songs of woe
 And thought had urged my flee
 I laughed at now and did allow
 Those songs to welcome me

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