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All That Matters

from Beach Grass EP by YESIAH

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Just got home on a Sunday morning
Love so High I can't hardly wait
Through my door in anticipation
Won't stop til I see her face
At the top of the stairs, I see my daughter
And in her eyes, I see my face
And we spoke until Sunday afternoon
Her mother's portrait on a dusty shelf

And that's all that matters, that's all that matters
I'm just a bag of bones waiting for my time to come
And that's all that matters, that's all that matters
I'm just a wretched soul sitting on a pot of gold

Heart still in a million pieces, barely breathing
Lord I'm seeking peace, can you help me out?
But then again, in her smile I find peace of mind
I guess that my prayers have been answered

Got that call on Tuesday evening
Almost gave up believing
Life is more than what we're seeing
Beyond our eyes, it lives inside

And God can throw you a cataclysm
It's our job to keep on living
Not sure if my sins forgiven
But I know that I'll be alright

And I know that I'll be alright
And I know that I'll be alright
Said I know that I'll be alright
when I look in her eyes

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from Beach Grass EP, track released November 11, 2011
Composer(s): Kieran Hebden, Demond Turner

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