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Texty: The Beloved. The Running. Kiss It Goodbye.

The voices die in the distance
The crying is faint
The same fate overtakes them
The sound rings in the midst

Better days will lie in wait
So I'll endure this till you take me away
Holding close to your hands
Never slipping through your grip

The road is getting longer
And I don't know if I can make it
But I'll hold hoping
To get stronger all the while

Calling out, let it pass
Let it drown with the water
Freedom from this place
Is found in you, it's found in you

I'll be home soon
With the letter in my left hand
I'll be home soon
'Cause I'm coming home to you

Chasing the wind
The light that you lead is only a shadow now
But it's bright enough for me to lead you out
So I'll take this until it fades

Until it falls, until it breaks
And I'll kiss it goodbye
I'll kiss life goodbye, this world goodbye
I'll be home soon, I will be home soon