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I fell from the bottle, landed at your door unraveled before you I can't do this no more Blindsided, triggered you lay me to waste How am I gonna to get out of this place? I scream at the wind my suffragettes prayer For redemption, deliverance from despair I run with the river, dive into the storm Chasing transformation, to be reborn I question your motive, do you understand? Dry land falls, I'm washed up on the sand Craving and clinging, gasping for air You sit mostly in silence, do you really care? Sweating the seas, aching for more Resisting and wanting, fearing the fall Grace is a mountain, life is a tree I sit in nature, it breathes life into me I'm ragged, exposed, I am here, I am now I look for repose, it finds me somehow The winds sweep the streets, storms overtake pain I am searching for me, only I remain I run with the river, I dive into the storm Chasing transformation, to be reborn Words tumble freely into your lap, onto the page I cry, full of tears and anger, sadness and rage But play me a soul song, sing me to spring The rhythms of life let the insights in You broke the tide, I surfed the wave Daylight comes slowly, my dance is remade
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Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 3:58 AM UTC
Grace is a mountain
I fell from the bottle, landed at your door unraveled before you I can't do this no more Blindsided, triggered you lay me to waste How am I gonna to get out of this place? I scream at the wind my suffragettes prayer For redemption, deliverance from despair I run with the river, dive into the storm Chasing transformation, to be reborn I question your motive, do you understand? Dry land falls, I'm washed up on the sand Craving and clinging, gasping for air You sit mostly in silence, do you really care? Sweating the seas, aching for more Resisting and wanting, fearing the fall Grace is a mountain, life is a tree I sit in nature, it breathes life into me I'm ragged, exposed, I am here, I am now I look for repose, it finds me somehow The winds sweep the streets, storms overtake pain I am searching for me, only I remain I run with the river, I dive into the storm Chasing transformation, to be reborn Words tumble freely into your lap, onto the page I cry, full of tears and anger, sadness and rage But play me a soul song, sing me to spring The rhythms of life let the insights in You broke the tide, I surfed the wave Daylight comes slowly, my dance is remade
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Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 3:58 AM UTC
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