Dash

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Firelight and Pinot, crucial accoutrements in the Church of Brynn.

Sometimes we wait
Sometimes we dash
Wherever we are going
It always goes by fast

Life holds us still
Then spits us out
It drives some mad
Fills others with doubt

Me? I question
And look for your star
It steadies my gaze
When life gets hard

You’ve left us
Do I say goodbye?
I just don’t know
But under the stars
Time is blissfully slow

Back in daylight
I run around
Squinting, it’s bright
I see your smile, and I smile
A buoy until night

Sometimes we wait
Sometimes we dash
I’d hate to miss a minute
Our stars never last.