I’ll confess I still am scared sometimes
My hope can erupt my heart with anything unsettling to push the bar
Away for the hope invested through time
By stories of old, moved by testimonies of my own
If your hopes are not up,
Then aren’t they down?
How thick are boundaries?
How tall all are the bricks?
How wide are breaks?
I’m letting go,
Falling into a plan destined for me to follow
Not that I’ve controlled
Not that I’ve created
What happens today, I know of
Tomorrow be a surprise
I’m letting go,
Falling into You
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