Sequence Viii: Styx

[Sound of hospital pulse machine]Sunlight is drowning the half-lightAs the feelings returnStrange and familiar a nocturnal fearAppearing and disappearingThere is the river running deepAnd it is floating through the veinsA nameless dread of the unknownTemporary sight an apprehensionVague yet saddeningBlack angels guiding meThe sum of all my fearsBlack angels owning meWhispering through meThe ties are looseningBlack angels guiding mePraise me with their charts,Black angels carrying me,Into the wordless into the neverlandAll sights and sounds slowly dissolveNo gravity no memoryFar off stars in the afterglowA god removes the veilI'm holding in and I'm holding it outUntil the strangeness disappearsLast night I heard the waters dreamingStones were fast asleep along the riverbedLet the waters wash all over me and let me dream again of something goodLet me dream again of something good,Let me dream of sheltered places of precious momentsAnd of long-lost faces of truthful words that finally do make some senseTruthful words that make some sense.Lay out, lay out these maps before meLet me trace again the borderlines of land and seaFlood the tide pools and wash away the shoresNo longer at the mercy of the waves just let me breathe againLet me stand and bathe in the healing lightAnd one more time let me navigate just let me navigate by the starsRoads and rivers a winding in a circleAround the same old headstrong meOutside looking in time and time againFeeling the heat of a recurring dreamWill the view from there be frightening?Will the view from there be frightening?Will the view from there be frightening?Will the view from there be frightening?Will the view from there be frightening?Will the view from there be frightening?Will the view from there…