Let me pull you through this as
gently all the little things you see
reach out and pluck you from the home you keep
Uncertain steps to somewhere
this can only be a dream
what does it mean
What does it mean
In the arms of the aetherial gale
caught
I am not sure
it’s like I’ve been here before
Once mighty wings now
encased in silken threads again
I close my eyes with a hand in the well of notions
Welcome to infinity
awoken to be put to sleep
the wave is calling for me
Where is the key
to the gate
who is the keeper
to the kept
The darkest part of distant space
the deepest fathoms in a lightness place
no
child
there is no abyss
no nothingness
it all exists to flow
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 9:35 PM UTC
Let me pull you through this as
gently all the little things you see
reach out and pluck you from the home you keep
Uncertain steps to somewhere
this can only be a dream
what does it mean
What does it mean
In the arms of the aetherial gale
caught
I am not sure
it’s like I’ve been here before
Once mighty wings now
encased in silken threads again
I close my eyes with a hand in the well of notions
Welcome to infinity
awoken to be put to sleep
the wave is calling for me
Where is the key
to the gate
who is the keeper
to the kept
The darkest part of distant space
the deepest fathoms in a lightness place
no
child
there is no abyss
no nothingness
it all exists to flow
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