Mooring Line
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the bud less branches
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the bud less branches
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of, of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
In times
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of, of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the bud less branches
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
I grieve at the bud less branches
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the bud less branches
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of, of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
In times
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
The gap between the possible and the limited
Is the measure of, of my sorrow
So I reach for these edges like mooring lines
To put my trust in tomorrow
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
In times of prosperity
I grieve at the bud less branches
In times of promising prospects
I grieve at the finite dreams
Give me strength
To keep the spirit ardently believable
Dry my tears
So I can see beyond the unachievable
Credits
Writer(s): Beate Lech Slettevoll, David Wallumr?d, Marius Reksjoe, Bj?rn S?ther
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