Testo Celia

Clean start for another day
Chased out to a stolen range
The red plains beyond the fence
They're dead calm but there's solace here
It's a choice to live this way

A passage through centuries
So rootless and out of place Celia, she was put to bed
A flag goes out and the story ends
And I'll stay up wondering what you'd say

I'm still staggering
Just like you once did
Towards abandoned land
Start again