there is a lengthy space surrounding me
a radius the length of single arm
that isolates my soul from all i see
i am an island in the midst of sea
to separate my soul from any harm
there is a lengthy space surrounding me
i'm buffered from the hordes rejecting me
it might be called a gift, a special charm
that isolates my soul from all i see
my blessing is a curse that's spat on me
for when I seek another's soul as warm
there is a lengthy space surrounding me
and where I'd like to go I cannot be
my buffer zone's a barren empty farm
that isolates my soul from all i see
there once were people dancing 'round with me
yet something shooed away the loving swarm
there is a lengthy space surrounding me
that isolates my soul from all i see
(C)2008, Christos Rigakos
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