Eternal
Yes
She is a free spirit and she moves with elegance and grace
As her hair flows around her like the flames of the forest in the summer's midday
With careless abandon her worries give way to an unborn strength
A courage she has not yet known
And as joyful tears swell up in her eyes
A new song floods into her soul
Resurrecting the old memories she saves in her chest
Close to the well of her heart
Let it overflow
Let it flood and bring crystal waters into the boards of this burning home
And lay the flames to rest
Spring up O' well, spring up O' well!
Bring life to the ruins of her family's bones
And refresh the souls of the dead with a love unbound
Yes, raise up the dead
Bring strength to the withered limbs of the sick
And replace the pain of her death with a joy unknown
No longer will the widows weave deceit
No longer will they proclaim mockery
No longer will they take her dreams
For she is her father's daughter
And He will guard her heart
As she continues to dance with grace forever
The claws and the beaks of the crows
They will never take hold of her dress
For her father holds her gently
From the day of her conception
To beyond the day that she is lowered into the earth
For she is not bound to her burdened body
For she is forever a free spirit
And she will forever sing
Return to me my weary child
And find your rest eternal
She is a free spirit and she moves with elegance and grace
As her hair flows around her like the flames of the forest in the summer's midday
With careless abandon her worries give way to an unborn strength
A courage she has not yet known
And as joyful tears swell up in her eyes
A new song floods into her soul
Resurrecting the old memories she saves in her chest
Close to the well of her heart
Let it overflow
Let it flood and bring crystal waters into the boards of this burning home
And lay the flames to rest
Spring up O' well, spring up O' well!
Bring life to the ruins of her family's bones
And refresh the souls of the dead with a love unbound
Yes, raise up the dead
Bring strength to the withered limbs of the sick
And replace the pain of her death with a joy unknown
No longer will the widows weave deceit
No longer will they proclaim mockery
No longer will they take her dreams
For she is her father's daughter
And He will guard her heart
As she continues to dance with grace forever
The claws and the beaks of the crows
They will never take hold of her dress
For her father holds her gently
From the day of her conception
To beyond the day that she is lowered into the earth
For she is not bound to her burdened body
For she is forever a free spirit
And she will forever sing
Return to me my weary child
And find your rest eternal
Credits
Writer(s): Taylor Bates
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