It was the final hour
Stuck in a fever dream
The clouds already struck and had showered
Walking along the streams
Shadows along the wake
Shallow my heart, breaths take
I turned and stumbled on my feet
You’d been following behind me all along
What blinding light you bring me
A blessing and challenge, it’s so strong
Shadows along the wake
Shallow my heart, breaths take
In that moment I found my future staring
With wide foreign eyes holding mine
What a lucky pairing
I’d never thought to find
Shadows along the wake
Shallow my heart, breaths take.
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