The tragic soul yearns for better things:
it looks beyond the cross
and reaches past the tomb
to seek for life unbound by age, it sings.
The tragic soul yearns for lovers' sighs:
it soars beyond itself
and reaches past body
to seek for love unbound by lust, it cries.
The tragic soul yearns for bluer skies:
it leaps beyond itself
and reaches past the clouds
to seek freedom unbound by Earth, it flies.
The tragic soul yearns for some answers:
it looks inside itself
and reaches past questions
to seek faith unbound by death, it dances.
The tragic soul yearns for better things:
it looks beyond the cross
and reaches past the tomb
to seek for life unbound by age, it sings.
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