Feels like yesterday
You said that you'd be going away
I won't
Dear Father, it's not that I'm questioning you
I'm just a
Sunlight crept in,
disturbed my slumber this afternoon.
I missed work again,
I
Saturday evening,
Sittin' with you in the park.
Nowhere to go so
What is truth?
How much of what we base our lives
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