Wreckage from 33 by August on Sunday

Wreckage
softly this wind blows
Whisper softly in the halls

Wreckage
softly this will grow
Whisper softly as you go

Quiet light
quite light
Is waiting with a grace to guide us in

Higher mind
Higher mind
is praying for the light to shine again

Wreckage
softly this wind blows
Screaming nothing in my home

Barefoot
Barely all alone
Whisper softly as you go

Quiet light
quite light
Is waiting with a grace to guide us in

Higher mind
Higher mind
is praying for the light to shine again

All I know
is what I know
and what I go through every day

All I know
is what I know
and what I’ve lost along the way

I’ll never be sad
I’ll never be scared
I’ll never be more than what i am
I’ll never get old
I’ll never be dead

The light that shines on every thing…
this higher light
is waiting for me in the end.

• Hippie grunge
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• blues
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• punk
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