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    • ABOUT THE BAND
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      • Over The Garden Wall
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      • Misted Maker
      • Winds
      • Deep In Love
      • Equal Demise
      • Voyager
      • Green Eyes

    Voyager

    Oh I took my marching band to the city this time

    Broken glass, figures of past hidden in light
     

    Stand in fugue, listen to truths 

    Tumbling round the night

    Holding fast

    Let’s make this last

     

    For all that we could’ve been

    Us brave souls who stand again

    Oh I could be anything 

    A voyager, on new beginnings
     

    Oh I harbor some secrets my mother taught about life

    In her strength, her beauty, her wisdom, a woman who shines bright 
     

    Billowing out, loves devout 

    I’ll carry this strength to the mind

    When I lose the way

    I hear her say

     

    Oh you can be anything

    My son divided, you shall spread your wings

    From those mistakes you will learn to be

    A stronger man, a voyager in the making 

     

    Oh If I were a king

    I would heal all the pain

    Oh I were a king

    All would bow, to hear her sing

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