Cascade

God you're beautiful but babe you're miles ahead
They said that Father Time wouldn't judge, that's what they said
In a rustic truth I can wrap my lips around
I'll consume your body, you won't be found

In a rushing river there is no gold
Spake the waters to the winds, "God we're getting old"
I keep looking for a truth I can wrap my lips around
You've been whispering through the trees, can't hear a sound

All these lands that we stole nestled in a grove
I took what was yours and you never chose
And screaming from the tallest mountain, "I broke your heart"
I've been tearing up pieces of nothing
It's tearing me apart



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Writer(s): River Guard
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