Pasture
Jadyn Thompson
I runn'a like a busy bee
Through all the pastures that you put before me
You said this life is like the wind
How woah how woah woah how could I make my way through the foliage
As I make a drop of a stumble
Admiring all them lapis streams
I say "my Dad is strong stayed when they all saw I was lost"
All this terrain is mystery
I close my eyes and hold your hand through debris cause
My soul it gravitates to you
I come with you in all the snow and thunder
I need your water I breath it in
No other way for me to make my way through the foliage cause I'd make a drop of a stumble and I'd tumble