Be still
Hold me.
Hold me.
Against the wind does my heart beat
Screaming in toil and pain
Screaming in toil and pain
Be still
Hold me
Hold me
Make the tears fall no more
That it be only the rain to dance on my cheeks.
That it be only the rain to dance on my cheeks.
Be still
Hold me
Hold me
As I weep for day, for night, to end
As I hold my hands out but feel nothing in return
As I hold my hands out but feel nothing in return
Be still, hold me,
For I am delicate.
For I am delicate.
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