Oh Mighty Voice way up in the clouds
Come speak to me and tell me tales
Feel it in the bottom of your heart
In the core of your soul
I bow below the waist line
Dwelling even throughout the night
Slaying swords
Holding those fond ones close
Screaming out
Give me more
All the while waiting to run through those doors
Hearing those words "Please come home"
It is in my deepest core
Sending me spiraling to the floor
I urge you read some more
Lean
I want this for you
Love isn't it a mysterious thing
May this be your choice
Oh come down here Mighty Voice
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