Desolate winds occupy
My desolate mind
This new realm
Must hold something more
Something more
Than what we were used to.
This realm holds more
Something glistens in the distant
Famished for life
Deprived of a greater future
We drag ourselves towards it
Somehow we feel greeted
By this most
Mysterious of attractions
Benevolent in its nature
It shines forth
Benevolent in its nature
We drag ourselves towards it
We drag ourselves towards it
(The world we left behind)
(Is now but a vacant abode)
Something glistens
We drag ourselves towards it
(Our home left but never forgotten)
(As we migrated on)
Something glistens
The world we left behind
Is now but a vacant abode
Something glistens in the distant
Famished for life
Deprived of a greater future
We drag ourselves towards it
The world we left behind
Is now but a vacant abode
