Holy

You cough like a wooden bird
A woolly mammoth in a snowy field
Felt the rush coming down like rain cloud parts
I had a sweater on

The stool you fell from when you six
Needs to be fixed
The wood is too old
I was told

Lower your voice, you're speaking too loud
And I can stand to be all alone in a crowd
But you can't
Holy, holy

And I saw the light
Inside you that night
And I saw the light
Inside you that night



Credits
Writer(s): Erik Hidde
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