I might be apart of this Ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me I'm alone, Him and me. the life its self can not aspire To have someone be so admired I threw creation to my kin with the silence broken by a whispered wind. All of this can be broken All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. And root to root and tip to tip I look at him my country chip Let it up by all his fears But someone brought you close to tears. Many trains and many miles Like you to me on this sunny isle and one of which you wish to speak Have you come here to rescue me? All of this can be broken All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. But I am keeper And I hold your face away from light I am yours till they come I am yours till they come.