I will fall gracefully
In the arms of unconsciousness
Into my open heart
I am the Earth Mother
I am your moon, and your moonlight too
A spinning world can make you ill
I have a hiding place
The compass wouldn't help at all
Stay near the water
Where the pink sky can fall
I know now fragility
Porcelain Gods slow the rain
Forests of thorns borne through the sky
In a sunset, she finds repose
It gives beauty to breath
Oh, sweet bitterness, covered in thorns
How the God's above could shame
The road to love may be barred
Be it the Lord's way of chastising you
Nothing's gonna stop me from floating
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