Revere - Tow'rs

Winter’s branch stands deceived

Earth communing on her leaves

Waiting to be like something else

Ray of sun struck the floor

Hands made puppets on your door

Reaching to be like someone else

And I hear

That the walls are crumbling in

I revere

That you are still waiting

Have I taken you for granted?

Beside me, always beside me

Beside me, always beside me

There will grow in me a place

Garden of the things you say

To wait and be okay with myself

Against the black midnight hour

Built in me a quiet power

To wait and be okay with myself

And I hear

That the walls are crumbling in

I revere

That you are still waiting

And I hear

That the walls are crumbling in

I revere

That you are still waiting

Have I taken you for granted?

Beside me, always beside me

Beside me, always beside me

Beside me, always beside me

Beside me, always beside me