Do you see it? My heart is flying around the room.
My heart is fixed, My heart is fixed on making music to You, Oh Lord.
Awake, oh my soul. Awake oh, sky-colored harp and fly with me.
Open the window of our souls, Lord.
We will awaken the dawn.
waving
to the birds....
ps 57:7-8,
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