come daughter
walk om water
trust your father
yeah come my way
you are my clay
forever and a day
January to May
June to the December
yeah i remember
what i made
yeah all the ground
i laid down
yeah i birthed heaven and earth
first
and then you
it's true
my thoughts
got caught
in light
and salt
and then i brought
the wind
in your lungs, hon
walk and run
into the sun
yeah until
i say
well done
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