Beat my chest all again and say it's well,
through the choking hole, the ant still breaths.
Though deep, I will let this melody sing.. It's well, even in these
I am but strong,
through thick and thin of life
Sun shining high, rain falling low...
we'd wade in every condition.
Weak and firm, broken and fixed...the anthem still remains, it's well
Heaven's silent, earth be troubled,
the swift, the racer, conquers with assurance
It's will, shall, must and all be well, this made many conclude, even in the well!
Well, let's sit by the well talk about all is well with our butts on the well
Shake fear from my hurts feet, make kisses from new breath and make well from this well
Make my hands intertwine with yours
Create an atmosphere of nothing but shackles of love's banner.
Rest, test and pass,
no winner escapes failure.
Continue and have control because in this, being well is sure.
Love and hurt are definitely interwoven by life, creating fail-trust heart for men.
Fatigue bubbles me up in this rat race maze.
Love's sucking me deeply and hate for not loving right kills me afresh, all is still well.
Vanity it is, if all of us, fights with us!
What's beyond should conquer beneath...
It's all work to worth, standing in this faith, all will work and bring a satisfaction the heart will tell.
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