Warming wind to me descend
light cast on eyes that chase
a drifting dream or so it seems
I'm lost out on your waves
Free to climb through limbs and skies
adrift on hope and prayer
so through you glide and coincide
with times and spaces shared
All a mighty river's flow
and in you I embrace
dark currents pulling under
and the hope in saving grace
Warming wind with me ascend
like smoke to drift take flight
carry me upon your waves
into that dream filled night
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