You know
In the darkest hour
How to listen to the grass growing up.

You say
When the coastline lights are waving
That they shine like precious threads of pearls

And your house of clay
Built by the river
Hosts your faith in serendipity

And your house of clay
Built with your strong arms
Hosts your faith in serendipity

What i've been waiting for you are you are...
You know...
So i keep carrying on... only hope can be above it all...