We’re skipping stones
On still waters
That might
Be better left alone
We’re replaying songs
For our needy souls
That know
The words by heart
We’re catching glances
Of subtle signs
That possibly
Know the way
We’re easy times
Of years gone by
That familiarness
Never fades
We’re hopeful souls
Of our imperfect world
That maybe
Someday is our day
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC
We’re skipping stones
On still waters
That might
Be better left alone
We’re replaying songs
For our needy souls
That know
The words by heart
We’re catching glances
Of subtle signs
That possibly
Know the way
We’re easy times
Of years gone by
That familiarness
Never fades
We’re hopeful souls
Of our imperfect world
That maybe
Someday is our day
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