Palodine: Music
Revelations
(Palodine)
2008-03-25
Aryn/Whitney
When I was young, I rode horses and was thrown off the back of an untamed Appaloosa. Sometimes it's good to go back home. - Katrina
Thrown from the back of an appaloosa, I watch from the back of a cold cathedral. The candles, they waver in sleepless suspense. The angels have wagered their final bets. Born to the goodly ones, I am a prodigal son. Born to the goodly ones, I'm not forgotten. Feeling my way through the darkness and doubt, all of the while your arms are stretched out. Battles unseen raging on in between the moments the smoke clears and the way is revealed. The way is revealed.