Packwood - Peaceful, Lay Me Down
There's not all that much that I want for
There's not all that much that I lack
Helpless against the motions
Slowly giving way
★ Bridge ★
I just want to breathe in fresh air
I just want to drink the clear water
I just want to fill my thoughts
I just want to be free
★ Verse 2 ★
There's not all that much that I long for
There's not all that much that I lack
Bracing for the next thing
Let it all fall away
★ Bridge ★
I just want to breathe in fresh air
I just want to drink the clear water
I just want to fill my thoughts
I just want to feel free
★ Chorus ★
Peaceful, lay me down
Fulfill, lay me down
Peaceful, as a pale day
Peaceful, lay me down
Peaceful, lay me down
Fulfill, lay me down
Peaceful, as a pale day
Peaceful, lay me down
Peaceful, lay me down
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