Hannah Barnett все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I'm at times lost in tension between strife and rest;
seeking truth, tossing turning dreams in my bed.
Trusting where I'm led, yet worried sick of what's ahead.
Joy susceptible to poisoning when left alone without a shield of action and intellect,
but I'm exhausted nonetheless 'cause I can't do this any more, 'cause I have fear-
I'm afraid I'll land on my own.
But, I will nail this to a cross and will trust,
and hold there was love all along.