Unlock the spirit,
It's getting late,
Hide in a wild wood,
That's nature's escape.
Down in a hollow,
Cry for the last,
Outcast at midnight,
Lay among the grass.
Everyone knows the weight of dread,
And everyone holds onto a slender thread of hope.
See them gather,
Over the storm,
Star striding angels,
To carry us home,
There's scarlet spattered on the leaves,
I'll take you far away,
Far away from here where we'll be free,
I believe in spirit tongues,
And I decree that this is only the start,
Unleash the brilliance of the moon,
And scar the waves,
And take me down to the surf,
For all the land that starved of rain,
The star will shine again,
From the love that I feel inside,
Some strain their ears to the stars,
I'll take them all and scatter them across the evening sky,
And let the moon take the reins,
And set us down by the river,
Down where the fools dread below.
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