Your face rises like the sun in my mind
Light ruptures between broken branches dreaming of green
Whispers exhaled at summers end
Gather in clouds releasing secrets
When you find it you hold on
You hold on
Took the time to sit and study the river
The way it flows with no intention other
Reminds me of the shapes of the tears in your eyes
It lifts and carries the deadwood
Breathing life into that , that once was still like you
What will become of us
What will become of us
What will become of us
When you find it you hold on
You Hold on
