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You're not being gentle
At least that's how it seems
But you are being intentional
Digging up what I've buried
It's uncomfortable
Sometimes I'd rather hide and let things inside me die
But you want to start over
You say, Love, it's time
We need to start over. Ohh, love, it's time
So alright then, let's dig deep
Even if it scares me
I guess I give you permission to see
Though it's scary and beautiful
How You're beholding me
Let's make something new
Ohhh, You make all things new
And I can't believe it
These things take time
I've been stuck in that feeling that something in me has died
For so long
All I wanted was to bloom and to already see the fruit
But nothing could grow
I was yearning for the harvest
Frustrated and losing all hope
'Cause the ground was freezing over
It wasn't the season to grow
It wasn't the season
It wasn't the season
It wasn't the season to
It was the season to mourn, to weep, to grieve, to tear down, to heal
But it wasn't the season
There is a time to laugh, a time to cry
A time to be born, a time to die (it wasn't the season)
A time to mourn a time to heal
A time to tear down, then rebuild (wasn't the season)
There is a time to scatter, time to gather
But you're ready love, you're ready love to start anew, start anew
Wasn't the season to