Millie Gibson - Ripple Lyrics

I've been on a wave of silence
Oh, I'll be a while
I'll be on a whim of kindness
Can you see the browed?
I've been on my way to find it
So, my ways are wide
Oh, my ways are wide are wide
I've been on a craze of guidance
Let the mounds arise
Sighing through the air while wining
So, my stems are dry
But bowing on a limb of timing
Best believe we're fine
Oh, believe we're fine we're fine
Tying in our souls
We call a weave of wile
And trying to console our woes
To seam the mind
Tying in our souls
We draw
Our leading line
Our leading line
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So, we fold into the mold
While our wants n needs n hopes
Hold our past
Let it be the sign of your demons
Writing out the falls and my wins
All across the aisle
Sighing through wind of winding
Seek a change of style
Let it be the craze of my findings
All around my kind
Oh yes, my kind
My kind
Tying in our souls
We call a weave of wile
And trying to console our woes
To seam the mind
Tying in our souls
We draw
Our leading line
Our leading
Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)
So, we fold into mold
While our wants and needs and hopes
Hold our past
Let it be the sign of your demons
We lay into the tide of sound
As we try to wiggle our way through
We find that we can soon be
Sighhhh
Ahhhh
But don't forget the taste of hope
And tell yourself that you can believe too
And all the rest will soon lead
Youuu
Youuuahh
Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)
So, we fold into mold
While our wants and needs and hopes
Hold our past
Let it be the sign of your demons
Ad-lib/Scat (1st time)
So, we fold into mold
While our wants and needs and hopes
Hold our past
Let it be the sign of your demons
Ad-lib/Scat
Let it be the sign of your demons
Ad-lib/Scat
Let it be the sign of your demons
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