When the winds blow foul and the waters churn,
I shall be there.
When the skies grow dark and the rip tides run,
I shall be there.
When the land cracks parched and the wells are dry,
I shall be there.
When the earth splits shaken and the walls crash down,
I shall be there.
In each heart beat, my heart beat.
In each breath, my breath.
In each footfall, my footfall.
Do but feel the fluttering within,
Do but listen to the song beyond words.
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