Sometimes I have to go away/
So I come back here/
Home is out there in the sky/
It’s that place of pure consciousness/
When chaos finally succumbs to order/
In its ever exploding alignment of us all/
Michelle Dent (ninewhitetulips)
Kinley Theme on the weight of all things
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I’m holding on to the hope that one day this could be made right. I’ve been shipwrecked, and left for dead, and I have seen the darkest sights. Everyone I’ve loved seems like a stranger in the night. But oh my heart still burns, tells me to return, and search the fading light.
Trouble has beset my ways, and wicked winds have blown. Sirens call my name, they say they’ll ease my pain, then break me on the stones. But true love is the burden that will carry me back home, Carry me with the memories of the beauty I have known.