Artist: A Hope For Home
Album: In Abstraction
The calm kept silent for too long, brooding over what was to come,
and composing a symphony of flawless, boundless scale that rang out slowly, touching the edge of time.
From the earth’s warm cradle it begins,
entitled, we shed our reverent skin.
With a glimmer and a breath,
heartbeats mark more than life and death.
We’ve walked these sands and offered all within our minds
just not these hands that built the wall between earth and sky.
if truth is what we truly seek, then strike us blind-
because we all refuse to let these scales fall from our eyes.
May we see how small we really are
Let us feel how small we truly are.
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