Binded by burning sun,
unbound and on the run,
closing the setting sun.

Power chord,
passing thought,
your cage destroyed and you are free,
free to be an angelic body,
body of no tears or sorrow,
or pain and fear,
free to live your life in the river.

And power,
to the skies,
and the earth and the moon,
to you and I,
seemingly empty and shallow,
now full of power.

Goodbye good days,
and hello forever,
and won't let it go,
nothing ever said,
can keep you from leaving,
your life was full of meaning,
now gone.

to the moon and the stars,
to all that we cannot see,
or feel or taste,
what a beautiful waste. 

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