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“Piano Mantra” by Mikal Cronin

“Sink my roots and I’ll be gold. These open arms are giving me hope.”

A fine line is crossed, no way back over
A long time, I’m lost, I can’t see over

Can you hear me or is it in my mind?

Can you hear me or is it in my mind?

Now overdrawn, I’m coming back home
Sink my roots and I’ll be gold
The open arms are giving me hope

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