Out myths and elves as being too tall
The maps in our heads, we all know are wrong
Are ghosted by the siren's song
Onto our hearts, Lord, a law, a compass
Guiding us through any crazy dark mess
Ne'er to be questioned is God the Father
For the adventures he gives sons and daughters
Give thanks and praise
All your days
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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