I see so much of myself
In the corners of your breadth.
Knowing who you are,
Your feathers won't curl up
Nor voice die down
I hope
My love will carry you
To streets and alters you deserve to grace
And everywhere else that shines.
I see so much of myself
In the corners of your breadth.
Knowing who you are,
Your feathers won't curl up
Nor voice die down
I hope
My love will carry you
To streets and alters you deserve to grace
And everywhere else that shines.