East is where the western heart resides
The sunlight of the desert
Become a deafening childParched in the sun
A group of [?]
A journey from [?]
A dawning of a newAhh...Adrift and he will come into the morning
God of distant white
And the teeming lips
Astral shapes are found
Breaking into fragments
Songwriters
THOMAS EDWARD WALMSLEY, JAMES EDWARD BAGSHAWPublished by
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