depth over distance

depth over distance every time, my dear,
and this tree of ours may grow tall in the woods,
but it’s the roots that will bind us here,
to the ground

depth over distance was all i asked of you
and i may be foolish to fall as i do
still there’s strength in the blindness you fear
if you’re coming too
if you’re coming too

so hold on, wait until that lone sun
breaks from the arms of the lord
hold on, though we may be too young
to know this ride we’re on

depth over distance was all i asked of you
and everybody round here’s acting like a stone
still there’s things i’d do, darling, i’d go blind for you
if you let go sometimes, let go sometimes, let it go
just let it go sometimes

so hold on, wait until that lone sun
breaks from the arms of the lord
hold on, though we may be too young
to know this ride we’re on
hold on, wait though we may be too young
to know this ride we’re on

(ben howard)


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