When the call comes
I’m convinced my trust is not enough yet
And I can see yet forever
The roots defy the tide
But the tide is rooted in 100 bijillion gallons of sea
Somewhere I remember,
and I swallow
When the call comes
I’m convinced my trust is not enough yet
And I can see yet forever
The roots defy the tide
But the tide is rooted in 100 bijillion gallons of sea
Somewhere I remember,
and I swallow
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