Remembered - Witchcraft

My heart’s on fire

I’m alive

I’ve got wings of my own

Something new something fresh

Indestructible and fragile

Make amends

I softly call

Call on you

I don’t know

What it takes to get through

Holy mother here inside

You left your temple with your gold

Please let this all be remembered

Don’t cast it upon another

This daydream is growing old

It’s night but I’m not cold

Maybe my horses are a little bit high

Or maybe I’m easy and you are going blind