"A little too much
Today was a little too much for me.
A few falls too many and one win too few
A little too long,
Today was a little too long for me...
But someone is calling
Calling my name, calling:
"Come, come and rest!
All who are weary, rest,
Come, come and rest!
All who are heavy, rest, rest!
"Sometimes I try,
Sometimes I try just a little too hard
Fighting the current and losing the fight;
Sometimes I feel,
Sometimes I feel like I'm swimming alone...
But someone is holding
Holding me up, calling
Calling me softly and sweetly,
Calling me like I'm a child,
Calling me though I'm not worthy."
- Considering Lily-
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