I count my days 'til she finds me here

Only keeping together to roll out of my skin

She shines through the coulters and washes me over to witness my only sin

Praised to her presence, I choke on the words

Whispered like a poison kills

Held down by the weight of my yesterdays

Only moved through impressions of past lives and still faith

She shines through the coulters and washes me over to witness my song unchanged

Aversе to her presencе, I choke out the words echoed by her wearing will

She shines through