1. Water Church

From the recording TRIP

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I will always go to her
Her doors are never closed
She’s there to feed and rinse my soul

And evenings while I lie awake
I’ll slow it down and recreate
Our every move and how we pray

With each new sun we congregate
Some might tell of how they sinned the night away
We’ve come to rinse it from our skin

Now if the sea will share with me
I will give in to her
And if the sea should swallow me
I’ll rest in the Water Church