Golden sands, oh take me
Forest green moon, don't forsake me
Glass blue sea, underneath me
Ash, stone, and blaze now surrounds me
Destined lands that were taken
Stories we made gone and shaken
Oh my lovely drifting memories
Couldn't protect them, so I must set them free
Desperate plans
To make them
Soon chilled by the sight of lights dim
Trials and
Tribulations
Send me softly to vacation
From your hands, you may save me
Come, please, be soon, will I soon be free
There are stories and revelations
Calling curses hexing desperations
Sing while I can
This will all soon cease
Lost
and choked
Forgetting how to breathe
Sing me to sleep, but softly, please
I've lost my land
And now my mourning...
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Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 6:54 PM UTC
Golden sands, oh take me
Forest green moon, don't forsake me
Glass blue sea, underneath me
Ash, stone, and blaze now surrounds me
Destined lands that were taken
Stories we made gone and shaken
Oh my lovely drifting memories
Couldn't protect them, so I must set them free
Desperate plans
To make them
Soon chilled by the sight of lights dim
Trials and
Tribulations
Send me softly to vacation
From your hands, you may save me
Come, please, be soon, will I soon be free
There are stories and revelations
Calling curses hexing desperations
Sing while I can
This will all soon cease
Lost
and choked
Forgetting how to breathe
Sing me to sleep, but softly, please
I've lost my land
And now my mourning...
.
.
.
.
.