Back in Place (MS)

Back in place

this lonely God

picked himself up

accepting his destiny


Eyes blinded by Fate

a new life never to blossom

they worshipped what wasn't there

lives spent stumbling around the desert

looking for a Promised Land


Promised much

delivered only sand

and terrible heat until

one last time

the sun closes

under the sad horizon

and fog becomes night

becomes nothing

in the end

that final day done

no birds sing now

no tears shed.



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