Never, never, never giving up the ghost

The spirit living, breathing oxygen and hope

Like gravity's magnet delivering

us to something we can't see

A silent connection to the poets' and the seekers' destinies

And when the storm clouds are

teaching us the lessons from the tomb

To see ourselves in the mirror resurrecting in our truth

We're flying home

We're flying homе

Patience, patiencе, patience bearing into fruit

Wisdom and counsel and letting go the hubris of our youth

Surrender ego, celebrating later years of age

Loosening white-knuckled terror in the fallen dreams we laid

And when the storm clouds are

teaching us the lessons from the tomb

To see ourselves in the mirror resurrecting in our truth

We're flying home

We're flying home

Quiet, quiet, quiet is the gait of the beloved

Ignoring the vexations and the charlatans

and noises all among us

Give forth your gift while listening in innocence and awe

However God may reveal Her secret shadow self to us

And when the storm clouds are

teaching us the lessons from the tomb

To see ourselves in the mirror resurrecting in our truth

We're flying home

We're flying home

We're flying home

We're flying home

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