Stranded, the tide was moving in.
Lifted the covers overhead
And away the new sun was rising.
The window had been opened.
The fire had long been burning.
The sand was clear... for now.
Heaven brought down upon us,
Just to dream of the afterlife
While we were awake.
Oh, guardian of the fiery wood
Saluting the star painted sky.
Play us a song to ease the madness.
To recall the earthly night
Would be to bring the sweet delight,
That places pure of devilish fright
Still echo with silence...
Throughout the night.
Lifted the covers overhead
And away the new sun was rising.
The window had been opened.
The fire had long been burning.
The sand was clear... for now.
Heaven brought down upon us,
Just to dream of the afterlife
While we were awake.
Oh, guardian of the fiery wood
Saluting the star painted sky.
Play us a song to ease the madness.
To recall the earthly night
Would be to bring the sweet delight,
That places pure of devilish fright
Still echo with silence...
Throughout the night.
- Esterillos March 2007 -
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