there is a place that I call home
as much as I can I do rest there
but when I am still I am called on
when I am called I must obey
there is a land that I come from
it's story runs in my river
am I the man or the mountain?
am I the night of the fading daydream
the sky beneath me
I
am the valiant warrior
I
am the fearful deserter
I
am the ghost in the mirror
I
am the love that is always
There is an end to the theatre
We will be fire in the ether
Still playing the role of 'diva'
if only to just fade away to breathing
and break away
to freedom.
Playing the garden of eden
her heart is her guide and her beacon
singing the birds and the seasons
strumming for words cannot express
there is a place that we call home
as much as we can we do rest there
but different lessons we learn from
so again we must go
to break away to freedom
break away from 'me' ,g hhh
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