Like bird with broken wings
Sometimes grace reminds me
I don't get to be the king...
but love it washes over
love it pulls me closer
love it changes everything..
everything is Beautiful
even when the tears are falling
i don't need a miracle to believe
even in the crashing down
i can hear redemption calling
and everything is beautiful to me
sweetly you release me
from the weight of what i've done
the trigger pulls the hammer
but the bullets never come..
love like a landslide, like the wind
spins around and pulls me in
and it's unveiling i begin....
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