Questions

In a dream it would seem
 I went to those who close the open door
 And Turning the key, I sat and spoke to those inside of me
 They answered my questions with questions
 And pointed me into the night
 Where the moon was a star-painted dancer
 And the world was just a spectrum of light
 They reached to my center of reason
 And pulled on the touchstone that's there
 The shock of that light had me reeling
 And I fell into the depths of despair
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 Turning the key, I sat and spoke to those inside of me
 They answered my questions with questions
 And set me to stand on the brink
 Where the sun and the moon were as brothers
 And all that was left was to think
 They answered my questions with questions
 And pointed me into the night
 The power that bore me had left me alone
 To figure out which way was right