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Nov 2011
It was the day I rode on with my life
The day I went into my daydreams
The day I fell through the floor
And life wasn’t everything it seemed.
I was lost in a forest,
Trying and not succeeding to follow the signs
In the I end I was beaten, wasted
Wasted from wasting my time.
I got lost in the jet stream
I got lost in a hole in the night
I saw a fire beyond.
I saw the golden beams of your light.
It was then I knew
It wasn’t you I was running from
I could see the petty anger
That held us, ending up living alone.
Then I saw a city
A city dressed in cold concrete
It  was the city of angels
But the angel was dead in the street.
For once I saw it your way
For once I was all wrong.
I could see you there
I had just been pushing you home
People will only take so much
People will only wait so long,
Oh -----, my love, oh -----, my love
I can see I was driving you wrong
Insane even, I laughed
Because life can just sting
When we forsake our own love
Without you, -----, my life doesn’t mean a thing.
dan hinton
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