Meaning - Lucy Marie Maund
Ever have the feeling you are on the wrong boat
It was the morning of the 8th of September
A bright sunless day without motive
Inside our backpacks, we had our trusty kit ready for anything
Our hearts rang out with uncertain joy
As if we could see an outcome that had not yet occurred
Holy together as one we surged forward
Troops were waiting like shadows of fear
Ready to destroy a forest of light
Somehow, we knew we were not alone
There was an overwhelming emotion of being
That we could no longer control
Hoping beyond hope that our choices would free them
We crashed into our enemies wildly, words drawn
The peace was over; there would be no more capitulation
No more bowing to masters of cold steel
We would play their game our way
Unified through thought intelligence and will
We push into their ranks deeper and deeper
We free them 1 by 1 until all of our enemies were cleansed
Now it is time for the demons we thought
Something has taken us for an infernal ride into hell
And it was time to get off that boat and make our own
Suddenly out of nowhere a silence came drifting across a sea of fear
Emotions became tangled as if claws were grasping at our minds
Breathlessly we moved forward as one, unsure of our fate
It was the future, the consequence of all our actions
We had all made a place of will without emotion
Somehow, needless things had become our everyday
As if by magic, we had put ourselves beyond the reach of light
The consummation of this
Was the ever-forward motion seeded inside us
Our presence of mind had left us bare to energies unbound
Sealed inside the tombs of our own creations
We seldom looked-for joy
Unwilling to see a truth so naked it could melt a heart
Somehow, the track became clear
Wordsmiths in time breaking no boundaries but our own
Holding a fire so intense as to burn the sun
Willing to see a future of endless truths
In which our hearts could inspire a universe
There will be no more games no more silence
We will never stop again
There will be no need to turn back
And check if we have done the right thing
No guilt no pain no substance of fear to control the emotions of the mind
As one, we will enter a humble existence knowing we are a river
Of eternal boundless joy and hope
Seedlings of our own future without limits
Stretching the hand of creation into the expanse of time and space
Flowing as smoke and water
Principles of darkness and light
Should become a circle ever changing
There can be no conflict only resolution
As our dreams, our plane and holyverse become one
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