Whole again

He's paid his dues

He's done his work

It's my turn

to work the fork

To turn the handle

And light the flame

To keep on turning

Until we're whole again



I'm not quite ready

I'm not quite sure

It's his turn to wait

to be insecure

To wonder the worth

And await the game

To keep on praying

Until we're whole again

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