today was a little too much for me
a few falls too many and one win too few
a little too long
today was a little too long for me
but someone is calling, calling my name, calling
come, come and rest.
all who are weary, rest
come, come and rest
all who are weary, rest
sometimes i try
sometimes i try just a little too hard
fighting the current and losing the fight
sometimes i feel
sometimes i feel like i'm swimming alone
but someone is holding, holding me up, calling
calling me softly and sweetly
calling me like i'm a child
calling me though I'm not worthy
calling me even now
~considering lily
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