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Tall walls. Walls that even sunlight cannot penetrate. No sound. No scent.

'Dad's heart stopped after I said amen to a prayer'

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“To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.”
 — Thomas Campbell

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Images are the reminders of the mortar that bind our lives.

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The terror leaks out now, doesn't it?

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The sun rises, and so morning has a way of forgiving yesterday.

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After

Verse 1 I carried an umbrella big enough for two Held it over everyone I loved Kept pretending I wasn't getting soaked through While the rain came falling from above

They said, “Keep walking, keep moving, keep your head up high” But nobody told me wings need time to mend Even angels have to come back to the ground sometimes Even rivers have to find their bends

Chorus

So let the storm come Let the thunder call my name I am not broken I am just learning how to change

Butterflies don't fight the rain They find a place to hide They wait for the sun They open up and fly

Verse 2

I built a garden out of yesterday Planted every memory I couldn't leave behind Funny how the things that once could break you Become the roots that hold you when you climb

The past is not a prison It's a lantern in the dark Every scar a little window Every wound a little spark

Bridge

The forest burns The forest grows The river cuts The river knows What looks like ending Is only the earth making room For something new to bloom

Final Chorus

So let the storm come I don't have to run away I am not drowning I'm just waiting for the day

When the clouds give back the sky And the rain becomes a song These wings were never gone They were just resting all along


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Sometimes, love burns too brightly to be held in the palm.

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It's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me That ends up getting wet

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Oh! Like leaves we touch, we learn. Now and forever we know the story. As winter calls, we will starve But dance will keep us warm.

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