Along side the hills I drive
Wondering about the night before me
Where the moon will rise high
And my eyes will widen
Oh sweet diminished claim you've scooped me up again
Were my friends aware of my altercation
Behind my eyes and beneath the surface?
All the while searching for a soul to ask me
About the unexplained and my heart on days before
Swept away so long ago
A whisper quiet asked me if the few around
Could hold a knife in the name of what is right
Or dance away in disbelief
While I mop my self up and off the side walk
Curious about my breath and vision
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I've walked this far and come along way to even consider turning back
The night has been long
But that is how it should be
The moon rose high
And my eyes were widened
Surrounded by the game
I walk away to find a pen
Aug 9, 2014
Aug 9, 2014 at 7:09 PM UTC
Along side the hills I drive
Wondering about the night before me
Where the moon will rise high
And my eyes will widen
Oh sweet diminished claim you've scooped me up again
Were my friends aware of my altercation
Behind my eyes and beneath the surface?
All the while searching for a soul to ask me
About the unexplained and my heart on days before
Swept away so long ago
A whisper quiet asked me if the few around
Could hold a knife in the name of what is right
Or dance away in disbelief
While I mop my self up and off the side walk
Curious about my breath and vision
-
I've walked this far and come along way to even consider turning back
The night has been long
But that is how it should be
The moon rose high
And my eyes were widened
Surrounded by the game
I walk away to find a pen
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