Desert/Dust from little owl by story•esque

(little owl)
"Through the desert, he retreated to get the answers that he needed. Traversing ruins and dunes and caves and stone, further he found himself in the unknown. In the stillness of night, he sat on the ground and watched the sea of lights until The Stars looked down."

(The Stars)
"Desert Boy, why do you linger on?"

(Desert Boy)
Firm and bold, "For the answers that I want."

(little owl)
"Here's a boy who sat through all the dust. Never lost hope. Never feared to trust. But the wind gave nothing. Now, it's a desert at his feet. And The Stars at night tell him to leave."

(Desert Boy)
"They fear I'll never know what's good for me... I fear I'll never know what's good for me."

(little owl)
"Out in The Desert, he feels he's entered a dream. Like a language arts textbook scene. Yet, he mulls remarks and smiles for days after, and the waves breaching air from her infectious laughter.
Can he return home a hero? Then maybe his heart she'll know. Yet, a different tune The Stars sing to tell him he's overthinking."

(The Stars)
"Desert Boy, why do you linger on?"

(little owl)
"Here's a boy who sat through all the dust. Never lost hope. Never feared to trust. But the wind gave nothing. Now, it's a desert at his feet. And The Stars at night tell him to leave."

(Desert Boy)
"Every night... every night I sit and wait and see if anything will still be left for me. Will anything still be left for me?
But the wind gave nothing. The wind gave nothing!"

(little owl)
"Here's a boy who sat through all the dust. Never lost hope. Never feared to trust. But the wind gave nothing. Now, it's a desert at his feet. And The Stars at night tell him to leave."

(Desert Boy)
"They fear I'll never know what's good for me... I fear I'll never know what's good for me."

(The Stars)
"Desert Boy, you know, it's not your fault. You've sat through the storm and you wait for your love. But you know in this life we can't choose what comes next. You open up your heart and hope you get nothing less.
But the wind howls in deafening tones. You can make nothing out, but you know you must go. And The Stars smile down to light a path back home. And, oddly enough, you find that peace lingers on.
And the words you long for from her mouth... deep down, you know they may never come out. But your love's right here, and your joy's right there. You've made it through the dust, and you'll make it through another year."

• Acoustic
• emo
• folk
• folk pop
• singer-songwriter
• Murrieta