2/11/2009

Unlimited

What surprises may be
That we'd become so much more
Of everything we already are
But it's still a sign

Friends, we're onto something here
Something singing as well as we could wish
I'm glad that You're in this note
You are my reading walls

At some point, we may fall asleep
And wake up wanting more
Leave it to Love's days
Because this story remains as true

The weeks are coming, along with our weaknesses
Don't fall quite yet, or maybe we all fall
This is a home, we're almost there
Come around, and reach with me

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