Within the silent seconds of the day I laugh. Running from what I once knew. Afraid of things misunderstood. Always searching for What we think is true.
Runners, running from the wind. Sailing on the ever changing turbulant breeze. Looking for something you never find. Knowing some people you will never please.
I watch as worlds fall like blocks to the ground. Words from the secret scroll. Was all that was found.In the end to take its toll. The death of another town.
Frequent visitor in the night, following the distant shadows. Standing up for what they think is right. Hiding in the golden meadows. Now running toward the light.
Pale the rider of the dark horse. One of the coming four. Watching prophecy take it's course. Watch as history repeats itself once more.
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