Final Stand

the sun begins to set,

the night does approach,

it is here by your side we shall face

all that it has to bring,

it is here we shall make

our final stand;

no more running,

no more hiding,

no more interference,

no more pretending;

no more fear;

traveling the miles and years,

without understanding or direction,

without purpose or clarity,

all that is not important begins to fade,

uncertainty passes, withering roots

come back to life, brave new universes

lie patiently in wait, seeking shelter

within cool pockets of summer shade,

the land of promise lies ahead,

for this moment we have searched

all our lives;

we have come home to live,

we have come home to die;

take my hand, together we will survive

the destruction, together we shall face

the storm;

together, we shall

make this final stand.

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