and in the end
we begin
older and younger
count your distraction
count your whim
here in the moment
waiting
while we breathe deep
and exhale song
hoping against hope
and in the end
we begin
older and younger
hold my tongue
while we rope walk
and soul talk everyone
i am word torn tone
singing glory
glory's letting go
and in the end
we begin
older and younger
count your distraction
count your whim
here in the moment
waiting
while we breathe deep
and exhale song
hoping against hope
and in the end
we begin
older and younger
room to know
when we wall in
the gardens overflow
i am so in love
under bad bloom
flowers unbecome...
hold my tongue
while we rope walk
and soul talk everyone
i am word torn tone
singing glory
glory's letting go
room to know...