For all needing not the liar,
he's been driven away.
En route to plain sceneries,
the Son has paved the way.
For all needing not the liar,
he's been goaded away.

On these eerie grounds, beloved grounds.
Standing firm, reciting out loud
through withering meadows,
trudging hard, harmony found.

Slowing down life in the name of
growing out of the frames.
Air and space to breathe in chaos,
leading back to the trail.

On these eerie grounds, beloved grounds.
Standing firm, reciting out loud
through withering meadows,
trudging hard, harmony found.

Tomorrow will claim today,
surrender still from depleting reserves.
Our low lands of grain
speak in need of time
for hearts to be preserved.

Wounding the gracious heart,
recover from the salty dunes.
Spirit in the quiet tunes
decide to tack and wait
for all already said.

For all needing not the liar,
it's been driven away.
En route to fields of founding,
the four limbs taking the nails.

On these eerie grounds, beloved grounds.
Standing firm, reciting out loud
through withering meadows,
trudging hard, harmony found.


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