LYRIC

All I want
Is to be where you are
Wisdom
Will nurse you

Pass your sense
On to me
Weigh my hands
And help me

I gasp
For air
What is the wear
That shows on my face

Pass your sense
On to me
Weigh my hands
Rescue me

I rinse my face
In water
My breath runs out
In the waves

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