In her salty tears may she drown

*freedom lies, where our pretty wild flowers may grow*

Peace whispers through his trees,

Like stillness sailing across the seas

Clouds are playing, like children in the sky
Hiding amidst the sun, as they dance on by.

*forever seeking her grace*

We will never survive life, if we are determined not to live it.

If you love your life, it will love you back.
but if you hate or struggle with your life it may hold you back.

Is she safe...from this darkened race,
am i safe, from falling from grace,
is he safe, from my teary face?