Create a wave on broken ground
And clear the dust from your ear
Treasures mount the forbidden land
And you hold all the wrong sand
Has the footstep so suddenly lost?
That passage known is now forgot?
I followed unknowingly to all
Yet I rise when you fall
Keeping to the stone of light
That sparkles beyond your delight
Never known of the moonlit night
For shadows might seem alright
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