Doubt, pressing every space
Lies repeat, grant me honest grace
Fresh incense fill the breeze
Swirling through my head
Led away beyond my wish.
Sea, waving over land
Help me hold, teach me with no hands
Quietly lifting up
Blue, yet brightly
Trust the bow after the storm
But lo, a marble saint
Stayed close while I suspended in darkness
hark, a light curve o'er my heart
I began praying out loud
Crying praises and new vows
And somehow landed on solid ground
Lakes, solace to survive
Take a drink, cool down passing by
Robins in Symphony
Lullaby my soul
While I hum their melody
Sea, waving over land
Help me hold, teach me with no hands
Quietly lifting up
Blue, yet brightly
Trust the bow after the storm
Daily, stainglass folks
Impress a most dazzling display
No mistaking their power
In life then and now
Yet I don't know the time
Blizzards blow while I pine
But one day I'll find
The I do from yours to mine
Doubt, pressing every space
Lies repeat, grant me honest grace
Fresh incense fill the breeze
Swirling through my head
Led away beyond my wish.
credits
from Healing Hands,
track released June 16, 2015
Produced by: Jesse David Corti and Dylan Knowles
Written by: Jesse David Corti
Arranged by: Dylan Knowles
Mixed by: Zach Ziskin
Mastered by: Patrick Doyle
Violin/Viola: Molly Rogers
Cello: Amanda Devlin
Upright Bass: Nate Light
Acoustic Guitar: Scott Goldbaum
Flute: Eddie Pimentel
Glock/Bell: Dylan Knowles
Piano/Vocal: David Divad
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