| I wish I were as strong and as flexible as an ancient tree
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| So I could stand up tall feeling the wind and the… and the…
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| Water in me
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| I am all alone here
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| Evening-- the lunar light lies behind the clouds
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| Darkness and night come, wishes, fear, to push my voice
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| Down behind the outline of my breath, stark against the wind
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| Drops of sharp reminders of the sadness I hold up… and shame…
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| Shame for all the moments I have head-tripped the ones I loved most
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| But I’m mending now towards a peaceful exit of that ghost
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| I’m mending now towards a peaceful exit of that ghost
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| I’m mending now
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| I wish I were as strong and as flexible as an ancient tree
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| So I could stand up tall, feeling the wind and the…
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| Water in me
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| The water in me, the water in me (water in me…) water…
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| If I could go back, well, I would do it all differently,
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| Replacing the sore spots with generosity and dignity
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| If I could go back, I would do it all differently,
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| Replacing the sore spots with generosity and dignity
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| Go back to all my times of underhanded savvy and
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| Swear on the silhouette of the strongest tree
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| Swear on the silhouette of the strongest tree
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| Swear on the silhouette of the strongest tree
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| I would be kinder, more forgiving, and more humble
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| I’ll be kinder, more forgiving, and more humble
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| I’ll be kinder, more forgiving, and more humble
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| Forgiving myself as well
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| 'cause I, too, am fumbling
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| As I stumble… to the eye of the storm
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| When I am naked, I surrender my strength
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| Because I am so small and irrelevant
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| I surrender my pride because I am so small and irrelevant
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| I surrender my name because I am so small and irrelevant
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| Surrender my pride because I am so small and irrelevant
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| I surrender my name because I am so small and irrelevant
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| So small and irrelevant
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| So small and irrelevant
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| But the storm sings on, and I am open to a sweetening
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| I am freezing, and screaming, and there is no one here for questioning
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| And if I’m chanting and undoing
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| Chanting and undoing (la la lo lo lo the water)
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| Chanting and undoing (la la la lo lo the water in me)
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| (oooh heyyy) (heyyy I…) (I…)
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| This storm is my greatest grandmother
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| She is my truth-teller
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| Nothing stops her from delivering the secrets she uncovers
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| She gives me warmth of sunray, rain daggers against my skin
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| Heavy storm pierce me, wind howl against my offering
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| Wind howl against my offering
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| Wind howl against my offering
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| Drown me out so I can forget
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| Through the softening
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| Drown me out so my thoughts come through, this time redeeming
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| Give me the strength and flexibility of an ancient tree
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| So I can stand up tall, feeling the wind and the
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| Water in me (the… the… water in me)
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| This storm is my greatest grandmother
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| She is my truth-teller
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| Nothing stops her from delivering the secrets she uncovers
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| Example: she gives me warmth of sunray, rain daggers against my skin
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| Heavy storm pierce me, and wind howl against my offering
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| Wind howl against my offering
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| Drown me out so I can force through the softening
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| Drown me out so my thoughts come through this time
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| Give me the strength and flexibility of an ancient tree
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| So i can stand up tall, feeling the wind and
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| Water in me
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| Water in me
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| Water in me
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| Water in me… |