You want to grow old someday.
And a Lord to take you away.
When all's said and done, you're scared and I hold you.
I'll tell you that it's okay.
you'll be searching for something to say.
If we stay, there's nothing we can create.
You wanted to keep me awake.
And He would to take you away.
You took me to the boards.
And He nailed me to the boards.
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