The world spins wild it never rests
Infinite colors in its chest
I chase a shadow through the haze
It shifts its shape in endless ways
Absolute truth where do you hide
In the cracks or the tides
Do you vanish when I reach
Or are you just out of my speech
A drop of water tells a tale
But the ocean holds a thousand sails
Every answer births a riddle
Every edge blurs in the middle
I run in circles I dig too deep
The mountain’s secrets it won’t keep
Absolute truth where do you hide
In the cracks or the tides
Do you vanish when I reach
Or are you just out of my speech
A whisper in the chaos
A spark I almost see
It flickers and it fades
But keeps calling to me
Absolute truth
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