is wringing slowly
with a million miles
to go
everybody
every - body
is going slow
Some of them know
everything
every - thing
has its own time
to cross the line
to Glory.
We will know
when we know
we will go
step - by - step
Just bless the strain
Bless the rains
Part 2
I am running
for cover
with my gloves in my hands
Will the flowers
still bloom
if the room
is empty
and I go to the forest
and I call to the trees
Take cover
shelter your leaves
please.
(This literally was a sleep message on September 9th 9/9
with the healing theme of defenselessness)
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