Slowly it falls
Seeking no one's permission
True to the spirit of life
Without taking a break.
Come over when it stops.
Something nice have i prepared
Warmth in its touch
Beauty in its pace.
The long journey has been worth it.
A new place feels known and old.
I saw the lights go dim
And died in this embrace.
Goodbye I must say soon.
New islands I must stay.
Devoid of your former grace
Forever I must grow.
Seeking no one's permission
True to the spirit of life
Without taking a break.
Come over when it stops.
Something nice have i prepared
Warmth in its touch
Beauty in its pace.
The long journey has been worth it.
A new place feels known and old.
I saw the lights go dim
And died in this embrace.
Goodbye I must say soon.
New islands I must stay.
Devoid of your former grace
Forever I must grow.
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