A lion's heart beyond the rocks of the stars
Wilderness sands i know someday become wilderness stars
A hilly beans is bound to be wilderness stars
Beyond the stupefaction of the goofs
Shackles of dubiety broken beneath their rooftops
On the roads that lay the dungeon of sessame street
I do not rejoice that many hardly recover
To become wilderness stars beyond their wildest dream.
From the fragrance of the autumn to the rising of the sea
It says we have the revelstion to recover the unimaginable.
Unburried snow saw them covered by mists
That isnt true true also of many i know
Who sleep under a vast epiphany of casuistry and never wakes
Die in the ramblings of the wilderness sands
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