Gloria

Waiting seemingly close
Unbeknownst that the patience couldn't run out
Gleaming onto the path
Her siren song leads you closer to the meaning
Within Gloria

Golden fields sway on her head
While the echos whisper all the things she said
The riverbank is blue on her dress
And her dance resembles all the things you miss

Turns around to see when you fall
With the motherly compassion you recall
Behind every tree in the wild
She is playfully disquised just as a child
Which she leads you to belive that you can find

Waiting seemingly close
Unbeknownst that the patience couldn't run out
Gleaming onto the path
Her siring song leads you closer to the meaning
Within Gloria

Sliding all along her curves
Which is carefully formed into the earth
Blinded by the green in her glance
With the eyes all closed you're reaching for her hand
While you try to follow the footsteps in the sand

Waiting seemingly close
Unbeknownst that the patience couldn't run out
Reeling only to show
You can't catch her until you let her go