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Text: Elijah Wyman. Beautiful Like Words. I Am Submarine.


Wrap my heart in cellophane and stick in the freezer for a later date, whoa.
Later on in life when we've grown apart I'll thaw it out and stick it on the end of my arm, whoa.

Body is wearing, my mind can hardly think.
Eyes like oceans, I am submarine.
Rise now, courage in me.
Replace the fears that had controlled me.
Use these weak hands to bring hope to the broken and love to the refugee.

Run with you, I'll never follow, never tire, never stumble at all.
Keep your words close to my heart, renew each day.
We'll never grow apart.

Body is wearing, my mind can hardly think.
Eyes like oceans, I am submarine.
Rise now, courage in me.
Replace the fears that had controlled me.
use these weak hands to bring hope to the broke, oh Lord.
Love to the refugee.

Rise now, courage in me.
Replace the fears that had controlled me.
Use these weak hands to bring hope the broken, oh Lord.
Love to the refugee.

Body is weary, again my mind can hardly think.
Eyes like oceans, I am submarine