When the day faded away to night
I can’t resist the evening lullaby
Carrying me on a cloud to a dream
To the land of a tempest nightmare
Or one of Elysian waterfalls
I find myself on a cold desolate island
Where I feel emptiness of abandoned life
Fear begins to hold my heart hostage
As I relapse in darkness of being alone
Surrounded by the perfect storm
I can’t tell if this is a test or prophecy
Either way I refuse to let fear hold my heart
Then the skies cleared in an instant
Revealing a hot air balloon ready for me
Departing to traverse the moon lit skies
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