Take me
To the wild place
Where the wind stings my face
Take me by the hand once again
Carry
Our grief
To the top of the mountain cry
It up into the skies
Then let us both look down
With clearer eyes
Take me
Take me
To the wild place
Where the wind stings my face
Take me by the hand once again
Carry
Our grief
To the top of the mountain cry
It up into the skies
Then let us both look down
With clearer eyes
Take me
Beautiful, Lorraine. 💖
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