New World -

My withering dreams

are clouds in the sky

formless memories shaped by the wind

whispering fears that follow me reflecting faces I’ll see till the end

crystal blue clear water invites me memories fade I jump in enduring the tide and the pound of the ocean

I’m carried by waves from my sin

wishing on my star

feels like floating home

on and on holding on to some night sky

wont drag me down

a brand new world to try

again

looking now

I see

everything

your light in the night

from the stars is what I see

and in with faith my feet hit the ground

I know that they hold my memories tightly

somewhere they’ll never be found

holding on to some night sky

wont drag me down

wishing on my star

holding on to some night sky

on and on