Dying Sun #7 - Kim Churchill

Wandering through islands, the seasons all call out your name

Hoping for reasons that never were promised in this game

It’s always the same, always the same

You’re flying but birds are aligned with the railing or the day

And in dying the sun proves to me that it’s coming back your way

It’s always the same, always the same

But this feels like home for the first time in a long time

Share the load of your mind with mine

The ceiling holds patterns, you see they are older than my name

Agreed, dust moves through light in the most enchanting of ways

Never the same, never the same

But this feels like home for the first time in a long time

Share the load of your mind with mine

All I know is how to let it go

Move on as a river flows

I miss you, I’ve lost the strength I knew

And I wonder how, I wonder how to continue

But this feels like home for the first time in a long time

Share the load of your mind with mine