This Could Be It - 8 of Cups

O hear my prayer
I don't wanna be your fool
If you can, take these cups from me
Let me come down, let me hold on, let me land
Set me down gently
Let me down, let me down easy

I have felt your gravity
Through the soles of my feet
Hold me down, hold me
I can be, I want to be
Settlin' down, settlin' down
Into your gravity

I have drunk my own poison
Just to hold onto you
That's no longer an alchemy
That i can do

O hear my prayer
I have fallen off this cliff before
Let this time go easier on me
This time, hold me in your gravity
Let the Earth catch me
Let me walk to you
On my own
On my own two feet

Written by:
Calvin Moen

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