Leaving behind everything I am, the journey stretches before me
It winds through the cracks in the earth, disappearing into the unknown
Walking through the territories of monsters, I sleep with the light on
A fear of the unknown, the uncontrolled
And I pick up on a language long forgotten
A dialect I remember from a past not entirely mine
Back at the roots, I dig up a person who I once was
She speaks in the tounge of the seasons, and the sun wraps around her
Embracing a daughter lost
Walking beside her I now feel like the beast to fear
The soil follows her, a faithful companion
And the leaves gather as her shadow
We meet a river who reaches up and grabs the spaces between us, drowning the differences
I hear my predjiduce scream and fall away
When I look she is gone, but I feel her all around me with a granite sharpness
A sharpness of a new awarness of myself
Now the journey is a part of me
The seasons spread through me, the colors of peace