“The Promised Seed”
OutOfExile_IDR – © 1989
Implications… indications
burned into my mind.
The hand of caution twists a thorn
I once had in my side.
Yet my soul… even my soul,
has reached contentment for now.
Will it stay, or drift away
on the wings of the destiny, I’m sent.
The morning eyes of brilliant charm
compel me now to stay.
and I’ve no dreams to forewarn me
that I should run away.
Eternal eyes of depth, collecting even my soul.
It stays behind, yet I must go,
only to return again.
If you said you need me now,
deep inside I’d wonder how,
yet somehow… I’d believe.
For I am not a charming King,
and far outside the golden ring, yet
if I could, it would be
The Promised Seed
It would be a golden-flooded sunshine,
sparkling, blue sky summer day.
And when I knew what I’ve been told,
then I’d know it all was true,
I know I’d never go away.
Yet for now, I’m content
as my soul stays behind, softly with you.
That, I know is true.
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