Transcribed by:
Briel

Union Maid:
164. 2004-06-25 (450 kb) 1:51

My socks don't match and
My hand won't stay straight at all
My phrases don't catch on
My timing seems too slow
But I am a mountain
No I'm not the sea
I am all you are
And all you'll never be

My voice will be waivering
My eyes will close up tight
My mind won't be savoring
Gods gracious gift of sight
But I can move
Cuz I am free
I am all you are
And all you'll never be