Uploaded April 2020 | Updated September 2026, 19 hours ago

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Winds whistling the prayers of old
Torn between my love and my home
We are all the dancing feathers
Falling from the sky
We are all the little rain drops
Filling up the night
Begging myself to let go
To wander into the unknown
Begging you to let me know
There is only so much I can say
Before the words don't mean anything
Somewhere I will end up
Like all the others
We are the fading stars
I am bright and burning slow
Looking for something true
Waiting just for you