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Rising Over Troubled Water

I shall rise over this troubled water and when I do, The torrent of death shall set me free! To fly like a bird over the mountain to see; The birth of spring throughout the valley, Where flowers dance with the soft breeze, The lullaby of a bird tending to its young, and The buzz of the honey bee, shall sweeten my senses. And once again, I will survive the hell That I was in, knee deep.
Rising over troubled water - vocal