Letra da Música Hands Moving Mountains

Oh, mother
I was born in your eyes
I was walking
The day I came to lifeAnd I've come beside myself to know
I'm just a person with highs and lowsOh, father
I was raised in your hands
I was fighting
Before I could understandAnd I've got a lot of things to learn
And things I don't think that I deserveCome lay your head
And come rest your tired eyes
Fall back instead
Feel your breath internalizeAnd come lay your head
And come rest your tired eyes
And fall back instead
Fall back insteadWhen I try to fall asleep
I'm lifted from my bed sheets
Where the ground is falling down
And the night is far too loudI'm giving up
I'm giving inEverything is rising
Come and rest your tired eyes
Your youth's fading
Everyone is leaving
And I cannot complain

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