Snubbe som har en penna!
Your hand in mine
My fingers in your veins connected
Our bones grown together in time
Our hands entwined and my fingers and your veins connect
And our spines grown stronger in time
'Cause i know our church is all made out of shipwrecks
From every hull these rocks have claimed
But we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better with this change
So come on and let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run upon this beach
Come on and sew us together, were just dome tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
Our hands entwined and my fingers and your veins connect
And our spines grown stronger in time
'Cause i know our church is all made out of shipwrecks
From every hull these rocks have claimed
But we pick ourselves up, and try and grow better with this change
So come on and let's wash each other with tears of joy and tears of grief
And fold our lives like crashing waves and run upon this beach
Come on and sew us together, were just dome tattered rags stained forever
We only have what we remember
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