Constellations Of The Mind

Darling We're Free

We are free.

Can you not see?

They tell us who to be, but follow me and you will see.

We could be something enchanting, magnificent, glorious.

We could shame the haunting shades of whispering greys and elf greens that the moon casts down to us.

Just take my hand, and I'll lead you through these horrors.

Don't fret, my dear, for it only gets better from here.

Take my hand, and soon you will see; darling we are truly free.