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swing low, and reach-down this is a night unlike the rest these messages have reaches the shore and unlike the bottles that held them we could be the broken ones in far-reaching ways you part the seas again but somehow i need more i'm missing miracles because i am waiting for a sign this is me, face down using sight to find my way i have seen what can't be done by these mortal hands or anything that's deep within my bones you warm my heart again but i'm so cold you turn my water to wine but still i thirst for less i'm missing miracles because i am waiting for a sign this unbreakable stone it's a long way down but it's not unreachable i've walked this road before this lesson never learned and i've been the downfall From Letras Mania