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If I kept walking Went along with the crowd Would you miss me? Cause sometimes I feel like doing so Giving in to the currant Just keeping walking I'd be one among the many Toss upon this moving sea Alone - a long way away Funny that isn't? Alone among the many. Where we are all alone together The irrationality of rational thinking Is that we must rationally account The irrational aspect that comes with us. Cause when does anything we do make sense? The innocence of a guilty conscience Is as true as the reverse I don't want to be lonely Don't want to be me at all really Even if I did like solitude - it does not like me back. But to be alone is different Alone among the many Makes perfect sense doesn't it? Maybe you'll spy me one day Just for an instant - watching you do Before a wash of faces carries me away Would you try to follow or Would you think fondly of me or Would you just convince yourself you saw nothing? If the lather is the case Then I leave my name with you Where ever I might go - I will no longer need it. I will be the Witness. A terrible wallflower Graceless and without power. So maybe - I'll keep on walking Unsure if I'll ever be anchor again For what I know of love - there is nothing to gain.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC
Alone Among Many
If I kept walking Went along with the crowd Would you miss me? Cause sometimes I feel like doing so Giving in to the currant Just keeping walking I'd be one among the many Toss upon this moving sea Alone - a long way away Funny that isn't? Alone among the many. Where we are all alone together The irrationality of rational thinking Is that we must rationally account The irrational aspect that comes with us. Cause when does anything we do make sense? The innocence of a guilty conscience Is as true as the reverse I don't want to be lonely Don't want to be me at all really Even if I did like solitude - it does not like me back. But to be alone is different Alone among the many Makes perfect sense doesn't it? Maybe you'll spy me one day Just for an instant - watching you do Before a wash of faces carries me away Would you try to follow or Would you think fondly of me or Would you just convince yourself you saw nothing? If the lather is the case Then I leave my name with you Where ever I might go - I will no longer need it. I will be the Witness. A terrible wallflower Graceless and without power. So maybe - I'll keep on walking Unsure if I'll ever be anchor again For what I know of love - there is nothing to gain.
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC
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