Left overs
The farthest I've ever been, yet the closest I am to you,
It took so much to believe
It took so much to perceive/grieve/conceive.
You fade through the woods
rising morning water on the ground
every strong step you take
every strong moment is profound.
The journey is not forsaken
Consecrated
Wet with out clothes on- left overs
Won't you come with white spring bleeding out
oh oh oh. You're breathing life in my being,
singing and we're singing, on the delta without fleeing
(no no no)- get wet with our clothes on. swimming on the dry land.
Honey settle with me,
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