Her voice calls me home
Across the wide sea I once crossed
Asleep in the belly of a metal bird
To this land of empty smiles and hearts
Across the pain that drowns me now
I know I will find my way
Her voice is the song of the dove
Cooing gently in the dawn
Perched on a broken wall
Whose stones stand watch
Over the West’s temptation
The Eastern light melts my fear
Her golden arms will carry me
Steal me away, love,
In the early morning.
I will kiss your tears,
Only remember me.
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