And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is youAnd as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I
Words I’ve listened to forty fifty times since Thursday there’s something there I am looking and it’s a start.
All This By Hand
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