In a strange way, undefined Losing the one living hope The limit that I call my mind The bounded thing I call my soul I love the things that children love Yet with a comprehension deep That lifts my pinning soul above Those in which life has yet thus lived All things that simple are in bright Unnoticed and too keen one with With each heart's natural delight That makes me proudly weep at end I love the heavens with a joy That makes me wonder at my soul It is a pleasure knocking glory A thrilling I cannot control So stretched out here let me lie Before the sun that soaks me up And let me gloriously die Drinking too deep of living scum Be swallowed of the sun and spread over the infinite expanse Dissolved like a drop of dew dead Lost in a supernormal trance And in a strange way, undefined Losing the one living hope The limit that I call my mind The bounded thing I call my soul And in a strange way, undefined Losing the one living hope The limit that I call my mind The bounded thing I call my soul The bounded thing I call my soul The bounded thing I call my soul
