Nothing Much
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And if someday
the uncertainty of this world
becomes too overwhelming,
I hope you remember that
some mysteries aren’t
meant to be
solved.
They’re meant
to be
lived.
(via artymystycal)
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Man VS Tree
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Chimes sing Sunday morn
Today’s the day she’s sworn
To steal what she never could own
And race from this hole she calls home
Now you’re at the wheel
Tell me how, how does it feel?
So good to have equalized
To lift up the lids of your eyes
As the miles, they disappear
See land begin to clear
Free from the filth and the scum
This American satellites won
She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall
She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall
See the steeple pine
The hills as old as time
Soon to be put to the test
To be whipped by the winds of the west
Stands on shifting sands
The scales held in her hands
The wind it just whips her and wails
And fills up her brigantine sails
She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall
She’ll carry on through it all
She’s a waterfall
Songwriters: Ian George Brown / John Squire
Waterfall lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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Good morning!
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