Fly high over the ashes in the valley
Your home is gone, but there are greener pastures somewhere
Far away
And I can't slow the churning winds
That blow you over the land toward the sea again
Blue sky over the ruins of a fantasy
Crumbling architecture,
overgrown, enveloped by the green
And I can't slow the churning winds
that blow you over the land
towards the sea again
I fall into the grey
I fall in disarray
An ending to our home
The green is overgrown
Standing still under the fragmented foundation
Looking up to see a cloudless sky,
Eagles overhead
And I can't shake the tidal wave
That pulls me near the edge and brings me right back here again
I fall into the grey
(An ending to a home)
I fall in disarray
(The green overgrown)
Welcome to the end
(Eroding us as stone)
My long forgotten friend
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