Sunday, 19 November 2017

Pull me up


Once we had
All we wanted
Nothing more
Than to take good care

But have I lingered too long, sister
And your light knows it?
A child raised
but not grown

We heard the robin
Sing his song
He's a hunter
He has thrown his arrows

Pull me up one more time
Pull me up one more time
For I have fallen

Pull me up one more time
Pull me up, be there beside me
'Cause there I know
I've held the fingers
To pull me up one more time
When I have fallen.

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