No God from Foreign Life by Pony Girl

When we meet I will float away.
My hands are shaking, try to hold on.
Your eyes are sinking deeper.
With hope and reason, they speak to me:
“Let me free, let me fall.
I have seen too many things wrong.”

Try to smile before you go.
Let me rest in its glow.
Set the sun on hold.

No god, no gold can help you see all that there is.

I remember how I let you go,
it's not easy to forget.
Find meaning and purpose.
Then, if you do, I will tell you anything.

The price to pay is sight — to see all that there is.

With the sound of the iron bell,
are you scared of the dark?
In the sheets of my iron bed,
do you sleep well at night?

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