Weathered Souls from Graceful Wanderer by Jane Frances

Wake me, when the swallows come
Forsaking the ever lonely bird song
Drifting holding hands with silence
Warped imaginations, wild and wondrous pretence.

Take the wishes of the gods
Take the burning lights and loves of tomorrow
Whispered dreams and weathered souls,
Set the wondrous gifts of angels in hollows.

Follow Alice through the looking glass,
Capture magic of the things that pass
Stumbling on hidden lands
Wishing for the gods to turn my tears to black.

Find the mountains path,
Take the stairway up to forever
Find the tomb of life and the holy wise mans scripture.

She walks alone
Cross the desert, to the worlds unknown
Sail your conscience, past the waves of stone.

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