My mind has been blurring,
Into this eternal whole.
This space that's been reserved, for the best.
The ones that I know will be there for me.
I've put you on top.
So you better stop that mop,
I think of you all day.
Maybe because you are part of my bay,
I've desired an angel,
With a choir so gorgeous.
I wouldn't stop listening,
I've seen truth in your eyes.
That's not to be denied,
I've seen strings of glory,
I don't even have to worry,
I love everything of you,
I want to be close to thee.
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