Be Still

Be still my beating heart beneath the stars this night
For the world now sleeps beneath your skies
Twilight fires burn like candles in the night
Beacons of the future beside the sea so blue
The seeds or crashing waves
The sweep among us,
As the souls of man dream
Beneath the light of heaven
Is their hope to hold thy hand
With solum wings
I surrender to the passage of my tears
Withered years, for humbled here I stand
Beneath the light of heavens cleft
With silken thread I weave the thoughts
That rattle through my head

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