just to the edge of the lake i'm walking you
to come alive and realize
the beauty hidden in the missing
i need some sympathy, i think?
give it all, and
lace up for the let down
i'm drawn to my connection
these words i seldom speak
come unraveling in my speech
just let the worlds collide
breathe easy, and you'll trail back
goodnight old one
you only, you always
time comes i rise
tired i
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