Paper Lights - The Hour Of Land

as violent as the storm tends to be
it’s colors paint in memory
as I stood there in disbelieve
her darkened clouds began to speak

sing to make peace with who you are
and things you can’t control
the wildness will remind us who to be
sing what you don’t have to speak

am I in reasonably sound hands
am I in reasonably sound hands

turn a nightmare into a dream
grief into a masterpiece
turn resentment into belief
risk into a safety

am I in reasonably sound hands
am I in reasonably sound hands

Written by:
Daniel Ben Snyder, Gregory Shane Cole, Jeremy Griffith, Joshua Stewart

Publisher:
Lyrics © Amuxe Publishing

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