Joanne Metcalf

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You Are the Light of the Stars

walk out of your troubled house
leave behind the raging of the Furies
forsake the noise
abandon the war
banish the restless shades 

follow me to the wondrous land
leave storms and thorns far behind
follow me to the silver-bright kingdom
where you are the light of the stars 

unwrite what was written
set out, depart
throw off your crown of thunder
encircled with gold
ensapphired by the sky 

follow me to the wondrous land
leave storms and thorns far behind
follow me to the silver-bright kingdom
where you are the light of the stars