burned villages children cry burned fields mothers die smeared faces crying thousands fell on battlefields standing by my horse the battered armor hurts
laying on a clearing staring at the clouds feeling down down down down thoughts getting clearer looking around seeing tears in my eyes glaring colors everything shining from inside
they lead me back to harmony they lead me back to harmony
leaving my sorrow back in my body moving towards a tree dazzling grinning figure on a branch dangling with its legs curious light shapes teasing me giggling around giggling around
the grinning figure tucking at my hand pulling me through the wood towards a city of light fairies and other beings rushing to me filling my heart with love and harmony with love and harmony
they lead me back to harmony they lead me back to harmony
noticing a silver thread still leading back to the sorrow the growing desire to stay lets the thread get thinner lets the thread get thinner lets the thread get thinner
they lead me back to harmony they lead me back to harmony |
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