Sickly, Softly

Search my ship, well I'll be gone too long
Running from
Ah, you want me to feel afraid
But my life
My life ain't too much to worry about babe
Ah, my life
My life ain't too much to worry about babe

Sweet love will rain
Down

This dichotomy
What it means to me
Is you burn down
Sickly, Softly
To the third degree
While I see hurting trees
Sickly, Softly
And we sing of their seeds
But hold our pattern as the runway flees
Will we continue to dream or cease?
Sickly, Softly

The same line that runs through me
Runs through you
The same blood that runs through me
Runs through you

And you look where I've been
But I've been gone too long
Running to everything that I'm afraid of
'Cause my life
My life ain't too much to worry about babe
Oh my life, my life ain't too much to worry bout babe