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Elijah Wyman Beautiful Like Words

us all by heart because His love is for his art, and we are beautiful. We are beautiful. We are beautiful like words, Like honest words. My life is

on a firm foundation. I?ve been wandering from London to the Black Mountains. Ain?t seen nothing to coax me from you darling. Let?s run away together. Let?s

love with each coast for a reason. These reasons so rooted I can?t choose between them. No. Pacific?s coast is so open. You ain?t seen it?s waters; you

My darlings eyes shame the skies. The sea grew jelous of their gaze, and raging waters cannot be calmed by a lovely face or a woman?s charm. They pulled

Sweetest Jesus, I am so tired. I want to close my eyes and wake up next to You. I?m dreaming of those golden streets. I?m dreaming of those pearly gates

In a graveyard of discarded trains and railspikes, I chased your ghost till daylight came my dear. Like a butterfly just out of reach you eluded me,

As far as I go, I?ll never ever make beauty on my own. With sky as backdrop, the foreground?s grandeur is forgot. In failure I realize, I only really

my pleas to heaven, deep down I know you?re there, but tonight my heart is heavy. I really need you here. This is mine; I claim this. Your promises sustain me. Like