Walking alone through the woods There's a roar that cannot be denied Constant and loud A sound that surrounds It beckons you come and find But you drown it out So sure that it's something you could do without Your heart is still hard So you disregard the loudest and loveliest sound Oh won't you come where the water is white Let it shove you under Let is steal your might And when you surface downstream For the first time You will be free You're keeping busy so you stay sane And were you to stop You would hear your real name So stop your ignoring, come find the roaring Come back to from where you came Oh won't you come where the water is white Let it shove you under Let is steal your might And when you surface downstream For the first time You will be free
-“Waterfall” by Joel Ansett
Entrusted to the Dirt 