Tulsi
Messa, Sara (IT)
Growing on my conscious hands
Adorning child, regarding sun
Balance all the trouble deep
Heal my throat cut now
Restore all the strong impulse
Misty runner thru the pines
Ashes submerged, coming, alive
Heal my throat cut now
All your leaves
Through my fingers
All your leaves
Somehow they linger
Melting my chains
