Jelena - The Gathering

My friend

She tipped over

Out of childhood into sadness

She’s always shining

But nevertheless

Her beautiful heart is drowned in grief

Sugar horse, lives inside

Like a friend

In need

Far and wide she’ll gaze

Upon the flowers bloom

Jaded, her mind in a daze

From the medicine gloom

They leave her with her friend

A force of nature filled with strength

From the medicine gloom

They leave her with her friend

Far and wide she’ll gaze

Upon the flowers bloom

They leave her with her friend