I can feel it in my bones.
That I am made
From something that is more than me.
It’s like I’m holding the hopes and dreams
Of those long before me,
So that I exist.
And so I can’t throw it away so easily
As if I didn’t exist.
I can feel it in my bones.
That I am made
From something that is more than me.
It’s like I’m holding the hopes and dreams
Of those long before me,
So that I exist.
And so I can’t throw it away so easily
As if I didn’t exist.
