That heaviness we feel,
we won’t dare to say out loud.
For if they pass our lips and out,
they must only sink or swim.
Through tide high & distance great,
we watch that hope we bid to float,
descend with all the lost.
That heaviness we feel,
we won’t dare to say out loud.
For if they pass our lips and out,
they must only sink or swim.
Through tide high & distance great,
we watch that hope we bid to float,
descend with all the lost.