Clean Me

Collect me from the side of a mountain

Twisted limbs, earth and skin, barely breathing

I’m holding on for some reason

A fear to find something different

I cling to pride from the side of a mountain

If I could dive deep under your water, would you let me or would you turn me away?

Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

A fear to start life apart from this cliffside

I’m venturing downwardly, a mental struggle

And through the leaves I can see to your river

So lively, nourishing, filled with colour

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?

Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?

Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

(Deep-deep dive-ive

Und-der-er-er

Let-me-let-me

Deep-deep-deep

Turn me away-way-way)

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?

Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could

If I could dive deep under your water would you let me or would you turn me away?

Pull me under, clean me the way I know your love could