Irish Sea - Margaret Becker

Too long I’m waiting

Been waiting for a sign

My dreams decaying

Rusted here between the lines

Oh crazy, truly I must be You never asked these things of me You gave me freedom, but I did not see

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That if I ride these dreams

To the Irish sea

Even there

Your heart

Rides with me What was I thinking?

What kept my hands so tied?

Was I waiting for angels

To write it in the sky?

The truth so plain for me to see

I was too frightedned to believe

That every whispered word was meant for me CHORUS

Sweet revelation, well I I drink it in It heals my heart

Like medicine

So I take this life

And I shake it from this sleep

'Cause I’m fire

With the heat

Of the newly freed

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