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Walking coastal paths
There is pure treasure in your voice
As pure as rain from heaven as it falls
From skies so full of bitter winds to seas of no remorse
I have always loved you, sure as leaves turn to earth
Sure as downward turned my mother's mouth
You as young as static on the screen
Coughing up the love so deep within
I like to watch your pretty smile
Someone chasing up the miles that flow so far behind
In you, I see a tiny boat, arched like tears away
A sparking fuse that guides us through to future days
In your eye, a galaxy of sleep
Sheds light on all my darkest fears
The tide is in my favour when you laugh
Now you're here, I guess I fear a little less
My grandmother, she praised the Lord
She had no romantic ideas about the way he worked
She found her bones as they sunk into the earth
Beauty in her life and death beyond her world concerns