Grw 038 Rip

Nothingness is warm
Countenance, disarmed
I was trying not to hide myself
But figured, what's the harm

Like a vine that climbs through winter snow
My love dies to regrow
Toiling slowly, through the cold
My love comes back to me
Seventeen hours, I wake to find you
But you were sound asleep
I know I should have woke you then
And told you everything
My vines were longing for the sun
A place beside the sea

Take me away to a place up north
We'll buy a little house with a porch
Laying in the grass under the summer breeze
Our children laughing in the yard
But I'll look back to see
And, still my heart, to find you laughing
And standing next to me



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Fuller
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