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[ti:Wilderness] |
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[ar:Sleeping at Last] |
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[al:Yearbook Collection] |
| [00:19.18] |
Dear wilderness, be at your best |
| [00:26.65] |
Her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress |
| [00:33.73] |
I know the rules: the weaker trees bend |
| [00:40.55] |
But make her immune |
| [00:44.09] |
When your temper storms in |
| [00:48.32] |
When she gains her balance |
| [00:55.12] |
Be as still as you can be |
| [01:02.66] |
When she's climbing branches |
| [01:09.69] |
Be the feathers underneath |
| [01:16.20] |
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| [01:48.44] |
When she regains her balance |
| [01:55.86] |
Be as steady as she needs |
| [02:03.02] |
When she trusts you blindly |
| [02:09.21] |
Be her worthy lock and key |
| [02:23.32] |
Though it goes against |
| [02:27.07] |
Every grain of your sand |
| [02:31.12] |
Like turning wolves |
| [02:34.24] |
Into lambs |
| [02:37.97] |
Be your best for her |
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Your best for her |
| [02:45.89] |
When she holds her balance |
| [02:52.77] |
Be as gentle as she needs |
| [02:59.90] |
When she shines her brightest |
| [03:06.97] |
Let no dark cloud intervene |
