Riddles of Exile
Dead air
Not a word
Step so softly
She'll be heard
I'll creep into your head with tones to wake you
The stream swells to a flood to reshape you
I feel the call echo in my bones
I fear the thought of sinking alone
Riddles unravel and reform before my eyes
Little notes sneak in, spinning truth into the lie
A moment left as myself
A moment 'til I'm a shell
Don't let me sink alone
I'm still me
I'm not meant to fall for the throne
Unmake me please
The dye of shades that color the canvas
The life bringing stroke
A land in harmony
What memory resides in us all?
The home that beckons us from afar
A blue vale
What silently sleeps beyond the great blue?
One to guide the aimless back to the source
Exile
And the last?
I do not know it
I see the sky of times gone by
A long off call from afar
From plains of gold to burning cold
I stand between you and your home
I will wait to hear the words that answer the far off call
I'm born anew
Don't recognize you
I only know she who speaks the verse
I bend the knee to every word
And all the while, that crooked smile still speaking down to me
Rip at the seam, a hidden scream
I sink into the deep
With you, with her, with words
Riddles unravel and reform before my eyes
Little notes sneak in, spinning truth into the lie
Not a word
Step so softly
She'll be heard
I'll creep into your head with tones to wake you
The stream swells to a flood to reshape you
I feel the call echo in my bones
I fear the thought of sinking alone
Riddles unravel and reform before my eyes
Little notes sneak in, spinning truth into the lie
A moment left as myself
A moment 'til I'm a shell
Don't let me sink alone
I'm still me
I'm not meant to fall for the throne
Unmake me please
The dye of shades that color the canvas
The life bringing stroke
A land in harmony
What memory resides in us all?
The home that beckons us from afar
A blue vale
What silently sleeps beyond the great blue?
One to guide the aimless back to the source
Exile
And the last?
I do not know it
I see the sky of times gone by
A long off call from afar
From plains of gold to burning cold
I stand between you and your home
I will wait to hear the words that answer the far off call
I'm born anew
Don't recognize you
I only know she who speaks the verse
I bend the knee to every word
And all the while, that crooked smile still speaking down to me
Rip at the seam, a hidden scream
I sink into the deep
With you, with her, with words
Riddles unravel and reform before my eyes
Little notes sneak in, spinning truth into the lie
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Batory
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