Tell me once more that my faith is blinding,
and I will show you the shadows
that have stayed by my side all these days,
recite to you every word
Fear has whispered in my sleep,
point out every drop of rain, yet
my eyes will still gleam with the dawn I see
breaking behind the clouds.
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 10:36 AM UTC
Tell me once more that my faith is blinding,
and I will show you the shadows
that have stayed by my side all these days,
recite to you every word
Fear has whispered in my sleep,
point out every drop of rain, yet
my eyes will still gleam with the dawn I see
breaking behind the clouds.
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