Awoken by doubt.
Risen by hope,
Nurtured by love.
Taken from the dark, shimmering on the late hours of sepia
Knowing the love within, abiding by the desert without these ropes.
Love won't get you by
Hate will break you shy
Get the ashes from our deaths,
And let the cinders feed our sacred earths,
Give me hope by a thread.
Lack the love I have within
And let me show it as the thunder comes from seas of light.
Do not take, for it is not yours.
Do not fake, for it won't be fooled.
Late at a dark sun, our words shall be cleansed
By all but one, make. For then, the world is to be ours.
Let the winds blow. Catch the whisper by a breeze,
Water will flow from our eyes.
As the earth will remain in under our flames.
Burn, within our hearts, give them life. Take from us our dearest stars
And give us the dream of chasing our fates,
Later when the day is gone.
Let we whisper the love of an eternal sleep
risen by love, taken by the passion within the tiger's gaze.
When our love comes to the birth of a new life, then we shall make it to the shores.
after the day is done, we sing to the stars of our sky without a tear.
The endless text is stopped by convenience. And I have to stop to go give my class today.
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