Manuevered to and then away
Hoovered through but not astray
Must be to do with my faith
Hoovered through but not astray
Must be to do with my faith
Create simply for the sake
Learn to hurry up and wait
Great
Great
We wander from our fairy mound
He walks into a human town
It's down and down and down and down
And costs our wings and flower crowns
I watch him seek them round and round
In mortals, mirrors, and follow counts
But seems to deem me so unsound
When I say what is lost is found -
In an entirely different realm
I am the sound, the sun, a road
The one less traveled by - uknown
I am a song, a psalm, a poem
The ones I played, and sang, and spoke
I am the sea, a wave, her boat
I'm sand and ceremonial smoke
I'm solid like my love, a stone
I'm happy here, I'm finally home
There is one thing that isn't, though:
I'm not what's hanging from their rope
I did not sign a suicide note
Nope
XO