So let it be.

We'd pray to find our place. Take flight to eastern skies.
And when the wind change, we'll be blown back here.
Bitter and betrayed, broken but never disbanded.
We gave it our all.
I was jaded then, maybe I still am, but will push on.
Missing but mended, some hearts never break.
The things inside us all, found only to be stronger than before.

Never fearful, and always hopeful.