Shifting Gale
Pan to the open door in the sky
Mother Nature's afterthought
Calming tufts of dawning light
Beating the grays, calming the night
Resting piles of eerie stone
Days of past gone terribly wrong
If your lies make truths in fact
Fall into the midnight's pact
To become one with the sun
You'll find you're not the only one
Trestles suspend from worn ground
Supporting the weight of this entire town
Let's get out
While we still can
Daylight is all I need
To bound apart a burgeoning seed
In the wild, where it will be
Built of Mother Nature's altered dreams
In a state of mind meant to depart
The journey of a world-weary heart begins
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