Gather Me
Lydia Cole
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When you gathered me
Dust was in your hand
As the breath of gold lungs
Made dew upon the land
Gather me and gather me again
Lies will scatter my mind
Despite your watchful eye
Active hand and warm smile
And brilliant design
Gather me and gather me again
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I've a thorn I try hide
With threads I can't unwind
And I will fall in wars
That I don't recognise
Gather me and gather me again
Wonders of the pure heart
Made vivid in the sky
Wonders of the pure heart
The music of mankind
Gather me and gather me again
When you gathered me
Dust was in your hand
As the breath of old lungs
Made new upon the land
Gather me and gather me
Gather me and gather me again