Let my thoughts go with the stream
Let the open water be the catcher of dreams
Let me feel the force of the waves
Crash with the force of healing hands.
Let me never wash up again on golden sands.
Let this river guide me to depths so dark
Let my body be striped of all I am,
Reborn, never again will I ever have to ask.
Let me found before I get to make my wish,
Let loving hands pull me from the drift.
Let the sun light dry me to the brittle bone
Let this tired, old, bitter world, just for a moment,
Shine a light which has seldom been shown. |
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