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Roll that stone up the hill each day

In the morning when I wake up, see what the hands have made

Such a tiny universe, there's nowhere left to hide

And I worry, "Does the cosmos see what I hold inside?"

Holding love in all directions

Constantly out searching for the truth

And that's the part they pass me on to you

Wandering, wishing you'd pull me through

Wondering if you'd pull me through

There's a feeling

When I see

That if magic

And I believe it

And I'll let go

Of what I cling to

Reaching out

With both of my hands

Lead me to the water and teach me what I don't understand

Teach me what I don't understand

Ah

Would you pull me through?

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa