It’s clear enough, I’m being worn down,
Trudging through this pile I’ve made
Stubborn in my weaknesses
How long before it’s enough

Am I through?
Am I through?

It’s clearing up, isn’t it? That I need
To be saved from myself
An illusion of strength I’m so 
delicate (like when I was young)

Am I through? 
Am I through? 
Am I through? 
Am I through? 

Delicate Illusion

Summer air is still hiding
But I see a glow
A glow
Brighter than gold

God gave you a beautiful light
Does it make you see?
Can you breathe?
Are You Free?

Summer Air is still hiding 
But I see a home
A home
Who is home?

Who is Home

Lyrics:
Take a drink
I'll lead you as far as the cup
To let you choose
It's the hardest thing I'll do
It's the hardest thing
I'll climb on down
from your right shoulder
Wash my hands
Of this but at what cost?
Can you tell me
tell me cause I'm lost

You Have to be Willing

Young man
Grow old with me
Come live with me

We'll complain about the weather
About the same sun we asked for
Grumbling together on our front porch

At my side
Outgrow the cherry tree

We'll brag about our wrinkles
Our battle wounds from arrows
A couple careless young folks out at sea

Young Man
Grow old with me

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