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Johnny Overseas Oct 2012
Take me back to the asylum
Where the walls beg to breathe 
Where everything is carefully broken
Where you can hear touch and see
Those souls that never want you to leave

Watch your step in these walls
Let yourself feel the pull, not the push
Everyone rides out their highs till the falls 
To wait till they're given the rush
To feel you must allow just as such

Feel the crawl upon your skin
Their hands and breath pervade you
From where? They stay within 
And in your mind they barricade you
Be not afraid, its how they'll persuade you

Tell me why you're here
And what is the reason you stay
I ask you why must I feel fear
And why you can't be in the mood to play
This cold wasn't here during the day
Definitely not in this way

Mother I'll guide you home
Take Gregory and the children and go
You're surrounded but still feel alone
And something is making it so
And from the darkness it flows
My ankle it will not let go
Johnny Overseas Oct 2012
Her love is like a Minnesota river,
Still only on the surface, and only in the winter

My love is like a maple on the shore
That waits to be fed by your waters and constantly wants more

I don't need to tell you where or know whee you go,
You're gonna do what you do and be beautiful so,
Don't let me stop you,
Just flow river, flow

I know it's impossible to keep you dammed,
Your waters will swell to keep moving and I'll lose your hand

See you're made of water and slippery after all
But you're always there on the landing and soft when I fall

I wanna grow into your deltas, shade your shores, give you love,
My leaves fall in your waters, you surround and give the best hugs

I could never stop you, and I won't try any more,
I'm just a maple in the autumn waiting to wade into your shore

I'd kid myself thinking you're not a different river every day,
But at least I always get a new you before I have to let you flow away

But in a tiny little puddle in my roots you'll be remembered for a while
I know that I'm not as tall as I want yet, and you're not nearly the Nile

But still you'll flow to different places and I'll stay here the same
I'll always see you shining in the current and hope to feel you in the rain

Her love is like a Minnesota river
Still only on the surface, and only in the winter

My love is like a maple on the shore
That waits to be fed by your waters and constantly wants more

I don't need to tell you where or know where you go,
You're gonna do what you do and be beautiful so,
Don't let me stop you,
Just flow river, flow

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