Chasing Our Sanity

We turn to the sky above
And wait for the light to shine
With the purity of a dove
Cleansing rays of mine

Lift me up, take me higher
I have no worries now
I blindly follow the leader
I dare not challenge His power

Always waiting around
Never taking a stand
They wouldn't lie to me, would they?
And leave me locked beneath the sand

They'd never want to fool me
That could not be their plan
I yearn for a definite answer
Time and time again 

The End

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