Find the Wind
The universe spun the sigh, moments occurred sublime
Awakened and gone again
Beneath tainted sky-shine, lifespans mortalized
Only to be taken by wind
What is ignored will be endured
Forced by the allure of euphoric injury
I would love nothing more than to find
What it means to be blessed and cursed by epiphanies
The dawn has arisen in shimmering streams of light
To reconcile the signs set free
Innocence will not be redeemed
But wind is the giver of flight
And on the wind rides the memory
On the wind rides the memory
Now with the truth discerned, ruination earned
So much will be given
Return for the reunion, the decaying illusions
And loneliness unclaimed by the wind
What is ignored will be endured
Forced by the allure of euphoric injury
I would love nothing more than to find
What it means to be blessed and cursed by epiphanies
The dawn has arisen in shimmering streams of light
To reconcile the signs set free
Innocence will not be redeemed
But wind is the giver of flight
And on the wind rides the memory
Shall we share what we do not know
What do you suppose the dream would be
If we found the wind strong enough to carry us
To our most supreme glory
What do you propose the dream would be
If we found the wind strong enough to carry us all
To our most supreme glory
Awakened and gone again
Beneath tainted sky-shine, lifespans mortalized
Only to be taken by wind
What is ignored will be endured
Forced by the allure of euphoric injury
I would love nothing more than to find
What it means to be blessed and cursed by epiphanies
The dawn has arisen in shimmering streams of light
To reconcile the signs set free
Innocence will not be redeemed
But wind is the giver of flight
And on the wind rides the memory
On the wind rides the memory
Now with the truth discerned, ruination earned
So much will be given
Return for the reunion, the decaying illusions
And loneliness unclaimed by the wind
What is ignored will be endured
Forced by the allure of euphoric injury
I would love nothing more than to find
What it means to be blessed and cursed by epiphanies
The dawn has arisen in shimmering streams of light
To reconcile the signs set free
Innocence will not be redeemed
But wind is the giver of flight
And on the wind rides the memory
Shall we share what we do not know
What do you suppose the dream would be
If we found the wind strong enough to carry us
To our most supreme glory
What do you propose the dream would be
If we found the wind strong enough to carry us all
To our most supreme glory
Credits
Writer(s): Kait Rainwood, Kaitlin Rybacki
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