via enjoy the silence |
Eric Lacombe |
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via ms lady day |
And now that you have entered my sight
I trust the waves will spill with might
And find relief in this uneasy flight
A walk
Sun spots and wired trees
Crowds and old and young
City bus recycling
Painting dreams
Standing dances
And letting her go
You have entered my mind
And just then
Someone comes along...
I used to live there too
Trampled snow shoe
Frozen stumble bruised
I feel pride in the me I used to be
Mourn the passing of your old chosen
And welcome the fighting moment
Trample along to your own song
Weakness is the strength to carry you on
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