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Psyche

You held my hand

You drove away the nameless fears

You held me close

You dried the endless tears



You gave to me

All the sweet and gentle tenderness

You gave to me

A Voice crying in the Wilderness



But I wanted to know

So I lifted up my Lamp to see

Like old Diogenes

I just wanted to find an honest man



And now you've gone

Fled like the dew at morning light.

Now you've gone

Fled like the morning glory



And I'm alone.