Unbecome

and in the end

we begin

older and younger

count your distraction

count your whim

here in the moment

waiting

while we breathe deep

and exhale song

hoping against hope

and in the end

we begin

older and younger

hold my tongue

while we rope walk

and soul talk everyone

i am word torn tone

singing glory

glory's letting go

and in the end

we begin

older and younger

count your distraction

count your whim

here in the moment

waiting

while we breathe deep

and exhale song

hoping against hope

and in the end

we begin

older and younger

room to know

when we wall in

the gardens overflow

i am so in love

under bad bloom

flowers unbecome...

hold my tongue

while we rope walk

and soul talk everyone

i am word torn tone

singing glory

glory's letting go

room to know...