Paroles de Still Making Me

When you wove me in the darkness Were we already face to face? When you knit me in my mother In that fearful wonderful way Did you love me when you hovered Over her blood and her water Before she knew my name? When you wove me in the darkness Were we already face to face? Is there an ocean of affection Where I come from and where I'm bound Where all this fear and imperfection Could be swallowed in love somehow Is there a seat at this table For every part of me that's able To want to be found? Is there an ocean of affection Where I come from and where I'm bound? Maybe you're still making You're still making me Maybe you're still making You're still making me When I lay down in the evening I'm learning to be believe again It's all that I can do some nights When you're feeling like a long lost friend But in the clear light of morning I see you standing at the door Like you have always been So when I lay down in the evening I'm learning to believe again Maybe you're still making You're still making me Maybe You're still making You're still making me Maybe still creating and recreating me Maybe you're still making You're still making me But in the clear light of morning I see you standing at the door Like you have always been So when I lay down in the evening I'm learning to believe again