Mary

My son is awake
I never rest
I don’t know what is happening (or what I’m doing) 
So I follow him 
he leads me along the way 
up the hill 

My heart will be pierced so 

up the hill 
he leads me along the way 
so I follow him 
I don’t know what is happening (or what I’m doing) 
I never rest 
My son is awake 

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