Sunday, April 25, 2004

The winter here's cold and bitter
it's chilled us to the bone
we haven't seen the sun for weeks
too long too far from home

I feel just like I'm sinking
and I claw for solid ground
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low

And oh darkness I feel like letting go

If all of the strength and all of the courage
come and lift me from this place
I know I can love you much better than this
full of grace, full of grace, my love

It's better this way I said
having seen this place before
where everything we say and do
hurts us all the more

Its just that we stayed too long
in the same old sickly skin
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low

And oh darkness I feel like letting go

and this is when bethany decides to die.

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