The Morning

So it starts with the pauses
As singular and quiet
It's still and it is patient
Intended as it grows
And we go
From sunrise to sun falling
From daughter to sister
Angels to Maria

Our reaching is daunting
But perfectly for each limb
And our mission is joined
With our children returning
There's blood and there's sweat
And there's fears on our [?]
And there's grief in the night time
While the phoenix is rising

Rising high
Leading me always

So this is the morning
We're more keen to blending
We're led by the senses
We're serving our family
We're graced by the tender
We're rocking the empty
We can't help but orient
Homebound's for you, daddy

And this small section of the world
It calls me to my highest
To true collaboration

Senses are delicate
And fashion toward the whole
The tales, they're high
The vibes, they're high
The tales, they're tall

My specialty
I am carrying by
This shaky arm

So this is the morning
We're more keen to blending
We're led by the senses
We're serving our family
And these are our sisters
And this our specialty
And this our commitment to whole