In the Reeds

Once, at the spheres I was gazing
Trying to understand my world
But now in fear of over-contemplating
I start walking through the land
Though I'm not quite in command

We spend our days
In search of home
But somehow we already know
That this sacred place
Lies right before our feet
In the grass, in the reeds

Once, to the word of the oracles I was clinging
That I might fly up where they soar
But in the end, I never found a thing that I'd been missing
In fact I'd damn near forgotten all
About who I was before

We spend our days
In search of home
But somehow we already know
That this sacred place
Lies right before our feet
In the grass, in the reeds



Credits
Writer(s): Rasmus Dahl Nielsen
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