Under the Psycamore amalthea

A voice of velvet,
A whisper of the heart
Be patient, and wait
For a bright new dawn
Finding serenity, how does it feel
Elevate yourself, free from misbehave
We levitate from ourselves, leaving this with grace
Time makes us weak
Time grows us strong and
Time makes us wonder
Why you made us wait so long
Time makes us weak
Time grows us strong and
Time makes us wonder
Where do we all belong
Fields, below my feet
Feel, the fortune when you breathe
Kneel, before my queen and
Leave the weakness to be
Flows within my dream
Know the fortune when you breathe
Grow before my queen and
Leave the weakness to be

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