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Like raindrops on the sea
Break stillness and riple the veil
I fall from blackest space
A flailing newborn
Heliacal rising again
More shadows in my head
I left my center back home
A lifetime ago
Whispers through the storm
Calling me back home tonight
Shamans guide me through
Vibraphonic dreams
All faces look the same
And yet I feel out of place
I thought I was ready but
Inside I’m at war
No matter the distance I go
I’ll put my ear to the ground
My heartbeat drumming loud
A compass to home
Whisprs through the storm
Calling me back home tonight
Shamans guid me through
Vibraphonic dreams