Raising The Sparks

Sadly, we grieved as the groom lost his tongue
 And began to unfold all his questions
 From a place near his heart, where his ribs caged a spark
 That was lighting enlightening burdens
 Crowds gathered 'round, fathers lost, sons had found
 What the bachelors of old all were missing
 And a glimpsed image spoke, faded fast, made of smoke
 It could barely be heard, such a murmur
 Such a sight never seen, like the thousands of dreams
 That you've 'wakened to never remember
 And a residue left right through day into night
 Lighting up enough space to be empty
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 We thought we found the source of the sound
 But illusions are made of such thinking
 We lost, we found ourselves back on the ground
 Holding the walls of our bedrooms
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