be my pilot
be the breath on my face
be the arms that can form it
be the heart in my chest
this is the way I want you to begin my life.
I couldn't face another night like that again.
be my hope, I'll be your hope.
be the hair that knots with my hair.
be the drink when I am thirsty.
be the hand to hold at night.
this is the way I want you to begin my life.
I couldn't face another night like that again.
[Reindeer Section, "If Everything Fell Quiet", from Y'all Get Scared Now, Ya Hear!]
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