Everything You've Loved
Watching windsMove with caution
You never know
Who is watching
Sleeping child
Be afraid
This is how
Tombs are made
Fearful teen
Forget your dreams
They will not
Keep your spirit clean
Mother of child
Your heart has gone wild
I see in when I look in your eye
Just place your fears in files
Oh elder of mine
Don’t put your heart on the line
Or your spirit sure to follow
And you will drown in sands of time
For noise and dreams
The wonderful things
Hearts and spirits
Are the fall of kings
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