Cheyenne

Here we go
We're almost through
Take it all and start again
And I know just where we stand

And I was lost
When we almost fell
Into empty space again
And I don't know where to land

And I can see we're almost flying

Touch the stars and burn
But we're still crying

Cheyenne

One day we'll be free again

One day we'll be free again

Icify

static sun frozen in a memory of turquoise

a glimpse of autumn icifies our arctic soul