Album: Give Me Rest
On my knees in the wreckage of a broken church. I couldn't pull it together. How I want to believe that there's a light at the end of this continuous shadow. And as the feeling disappears, here I am. Are you here? Wake up my son. Wake up my son. Why are you so afraid? Oh God, I'm begging you now! Open up my eyes!
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