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In the morning
I wake up and I see, I see
In the morning
If I tear up, I breathe, I breathe
Now if angels could seep into my eyes and I could believe
they are clicking their tongues at these ideas that I find so daunting
Now God doesn't reach down to hug me
but I can hold you
and I could reach to the sky above me
but be beyond if I pray to You
You're more intimate with me
than the unraveling of a 4am's dream
so enveloping, You tuck me in to the air I breathe
Why do words resonate with me that I read? I read
Why do I think to balance the beam and say "sorry, love me"
You're more intimate with me
than the unraveling of a 4am's dream
so enveloping, You tuck me in to the air I breathe
In the morning
I wake up and I see, I see
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