It calls me not with voice or cry
But with a hush of lullabies
A current soft beneath my fear
That pulls me where you're still sincere
The deeper still, the more I feel
Not what is gone,
but what was real Silent pool beneath the blue
Where all the lost things drift to you Unseen hands that draw me near
To every love I held too dear You are the weight behind the calm
It
calls me not with voice or cry But with a hush of lullabies
A current soft beneath my fear That
pulls me where you're still sincere
The deeper still,
the more I feel Not what is gone,
but what was real
The deeper still,
the more I feel Not what is gone,
but what was real
Silent pool beneath the blue Where all the lost things drift to you
Unseen hands that draw me near To every love I held too dear
You are the weight behind the calm