Vol. 1. / Phases of the Moon...

THE RAGGED WRITINGS OF EVERLAND:  Volume One

I watch, and the candle’s flame leaps higher

Coming near awhile and flooding all with light

Then in decline, a sliding down and it drops away

And I wonder if I ever did see it

I know, and the mist’s unveiling parts me further

And there’s a greater understanding lasting longer

Then in decline, a sliding down and it drifts away

And I wonder if I ever did perceive it

I listen, and the wind’s song knows me deeper

Coming near awhile and filling all with joy

Then in decline, a sliding down and it slips away

And I wonder if I ever did hear it

I speak, and the sea’s power surges nearer

There’s a greater understanding, a meaning more

Then in decline, a sliding down and it falls away

And I wonder if I ever did say it

I love, and find Everland’s comfort holds me firmer

Coming near awhile and pouring oil in peace

Then amazed, I see it was all the phases of the moon

And I wonder if I ever did doubt it

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