Pixel-Stained Technopeasantry

Our Lady of Stories’ End

Tell me a story, carry me home.
Give me wings to fly my fears;
Give me an ocean to dry my tears.
Give me a miracle, give me a dream;
Help me travel the worlds between.
Tell me a story, carry me home.

Dream a world or a word or two,
Send them walking to morning too.
Write me a forest and a sword of wind,
Sing them outward, and I’ll call them in.

Make me a dragon that runs on rails,
Make me a word that never fails,
Make me a ship with golden sails,
Tell me a story, carry me home.

Tell me a story, carry me home.
Give me wings to fly my fears;
Give me an ocean to dry my tears.
Give me a miracle, give me a dream;
Help me travel the worlds between.
Tell me a story, carry me home.

- original November 1998, updated 2007

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