She walks softly thru Fields
She walks slowly toward
The hills
•

And the Pain that she feels
The pain that she must know

//~||~\

Rain of Pure Oblivion
Rain of Promises to come

Of the vows we made
& that she shall keep

••

(hey Lover Boy
You can come, too)

••

Ever the one right here
We are
Ever the one who gotta show
Our true self
In order to
Bring the child
Unto loving arms

••

The rain
//~||~\
Falls
//~||~\
Down
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It is ALL REAL
MY FRIEND
(you know)

••

She

Mother of all images
That describe the world

She

Sister of the Brotherhood of Warriors

She

Lover of all Lovers
Who wander the night

Is moving thru Fields
Rising upon hills

Soft & slow

Wouldn't it be fine

If we came too?