I know you used to care And so you used to love But the waves of the world Chained all your hopes.
It cannot be the same It can be much better Let the tears flow to the dawn The sun will come with joy.
Am right behind you in the wind Holding up your cheek Tell me how much you are terrified For I can see you leaping, You may never make it the same way You can make a change to count.
To count the sounds of heart vibrations To cause your lips to litter fresh words of compassion To sail your skin to touches of nature #herdsmanofprogress