Setting step, in the deep
20 fingers, tiny toes on feather feet
I'm a well, you're a spring
Do you know you're closer than you'll ever be?
To heaven, to home
And the secret words that spoke life in your bones
Swimming deep, off the shore
Entering lighthouse in the eye of nature's storm
This play makes you laugh in the face of your first round of photographs
Too close to heaven, too close to home
And the secret words that tell you, you are known
Open river, where you keep such pleasant company
With the angels who are painting one more masterpiece
Open river, when you gave right to the hard things
We are pictures of a perfect love
Yes we are pictures of a perfect love
'Cause every time I see you just love you more
Every time I see you I just love you more
Every time I see you I just love you more, more, more
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