Grim is his countenance,
Yet o' his heart sings.
Sings of love near and dear,
A Song of Hope taken flight.
Wrap your arm, rest your head
Its okay to rest for the night.
Grim is his countenance,
Yet o' his heart sings.
Sings of love near and dear,
A Song of Hope taken flight.
Wrap your arm, rest your head
Its okay to rest for the night.
Borne of a lofty God's goals
You are more than their expectations,
You can break their roles.
On scaled wings you fly,
Shedding scales as you go.
The rainbow you cast,
The love for those you know.
Borne of a lofty God's goals
You are more than their expectations,
You can break their roles.
On scaled wings you fly,
Shedding scales as you go.
The rainbow you cast,
The love for those you know.