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The Ancestor by Darlingside
Go  on  bury  me,  under  stone  or  under  sea,  Silent  pictures 
keep the fishes company, There is little else for me now.
• The Speakers is  struggling  mentally, or is  at  the  end  of 
his or her life.
• Fishes  are  alone;  the  speakers  is  vacant,  emotionally 
or literally.
• Speaker appears to be fished with their journey. 
• The  darkness  they  are  dealing  with,  as  well  as  the 
thought  of  being  buried,  induces  feelings  of  sadness 
and isolation.
But  I  will  find  my  way,  out  of  the  dark  someday,  into  a 
crimson yellow sun,
• 
We  begin  to  hear  the  speaker  backpedal  and 
realize that things will get better.
• 
Alternatively,  it  could  mean  that  they  will  find
their  way  into  an  immortal  esence  of  their  being 
after passing away.
• 
The  imagery  of  a  crimson  yellow  sun  brings 
thought of hope and happiness.
Science fictional, 
When the morning comes we will,
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