The light is fading and we’ve been waiting all day

I’m too tired to sleep, too tired to stay

Feeling my heart beating in streets and stones

Feels like their scars run deep in my bones

On the breath of the wind the murmur of prayers pass

It’s a thing of beauty and so it cannot last

The bells ring and it’s more than I can bear

It’s not over yet, but it’s getting there – Nash Nausher

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