(seen via new rags: the wonder of the gospel of grace)
through distant rainclouds
and fears
my stomach is in knots
there's no one here
to dry my tears
of what isn't
i'm afraid
of what could be
i'm afraid
of falling farther
without you here
with me
she paints blue over the clouds
over the rain
it refuses to fall
to give me rest from this place
i've so long lain
through my emotions
and my heart found
its way to my sleeve
truth is a funny thing
when it breaks
of falling farther
of falling for you
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