I could no more define theeas I could no more reach the abyss of the sea
to what may thou be compare?
but if thou is a solemn promise to be care
I swear I'll do all, my best
to keep thou, inside my tent as my valued guest
If thou will be a sweet hymn
I'm sure you'll be the most dulcet to outshine them
If you'll be an apt tender
You'll be the most delicious appease to offer
If thou will be a flower
I'm sure I will going to pause in an hour
and you'll be more than aster
with all rainbows hue along on every wicker
but if you'll be a nightmare
all mine, soul and spirit, I'll going to prepare
And if you'll be a tempest
I'll still abide and be thy shield, with all my best
that is how I care for thee,
my pious refuge of life. My glint sanctuary
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Flowers On Shallow Water
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