[ Featuring Samantha Whates ]
I see a blade of grass
I see a grain of sand
Frozen and crystal clear
In an open hand
Watching the melting snow
Weather the passing storm
Watching the garden grow
With open arms
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I hear a pin drop
I hear a hairline crack
Static and in shock
That you came back
Hearing the slow parade
Hearing the soft alarm
Arrive in a cavalcade
Of open arms
Courage sings
From the smallest things
When you hear it you will know
From snow to spring
With beating wings
Take a breath and let it go
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