I've grown a fascination for the sky Beyond all comprehensible logic
Riding phantasmal planes under Lunar spells Searching endless scapes for baptismal light
I find my tensions rise at each hour's end As I cross the tided swell of Auburn sands
Fractal hues trace the steppes where my worn heels bleed crimson Pain seeps in but I must not relent I must persist
Home seems as it did not before Though under the same stars, distant at heart
Rapt in dusk I take no path But wander on as shifting wind Giving rise to greater hope I trace the sky, onward
For if I stay, I stay the same Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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