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Like raindrops on the sea Break stillness and riple the veil I fall from blackest space A flailing newborn Heliacal rising again More shadows in my head I left my center back home A lifetime ago Whispers through the storm Calling me back home tonight Shamans guide me through Vibraphonic dreams All faces look the same And yet I feel out of place I thought I was ready but Inside I’m at war No matter the distance I go I’ll put my ear to the ground My heartbeat drumming loud A compass to home Whispers through the storm Calling me back home tonight Shamans guide me through Vibraphonic dreams Racing with the wind But always out of reach are The places where I’ll find My footprints from that time Whispers through the storm Calling me back home tonight Shamans guide me through Vibraphonic dreams Racing with the wind But always out of reach are The places where I’ll find My footprints from that time