Sweet folly

Where the road ends
May you pick up
The line is tangled
Long and interwined

I can hear the drops
Is it worth shouting?
Take the narrower road.
To find what's longing

Chorus
I fell through my folly
but found something more


Now I am coming down
Coming down

I watch the introduction
Hour before the sun
Just dive straight down
To live onces more

Take my hands,
Make our own trailes
So we find the grace
in the last pile

I heard enough talking
I remember your prayer
So we go forth
You are with me, aren't you