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Isembard's Wheel
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Skylarks
Heart, let your fires roll and dance,
embers and cinders in the dark.
Sigh, close your eyes and know your soul,
as shadows unfold down the road.
Call me a skylark:
simple, restless soul,
little spirit on the aether's edge.
For my home is a heartache,
coursing through living hills,
and it takes wings to be quieted.
Dream of ancient menhir in the West,
where prodigal sons come to rest.
Sing days of valour and renown,
ride 'til your final sun goes down.
Call me a skylark:
simple, restless soul,
little spirit on the aether's edge.
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For my home is a heartache,
coursing through living hills,
and it takes wings to be quieted.
Call me a skylark,
simple, restless soul,
little spirit on the aether's edge.
For my home is a heartache,
coursing through living hills,
and it takes wings to be quieted.
Call me a skylark,
simple, restless soul,
little spirit on the aether's edge.
For my home is a heartache,
coursing through living hills,
and it takes wings to be quieted.
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