I'm not done here
You've been waiting alone
Who cares for the hidden ones
Lately begging for a home?
I'm not done here
Haven't set my name in stone
I fluctuate from the parable to the foreign pride and shame
Under fire and stung mile by mile
The bluest blue comes down on my home
I'd better catch my breath
Overcome your loveless throne
Swept off my feet like a pile of bones
I'll hold you
I'll hold you close
Sometimes I yield and face the sun
Other times I turn around
I feed my head with endless love
You go ahead and rest your brains
I'll hold you
I'll hold you close

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