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Mar 2017
What can you tell that’s true about me
You can’t because if you could you’d run away
I never thought I’d see a glacier move
But that’s what’s bearing down on me
The slow carved rock is permanent
That’s who I am
That's what's true

I know how much time has traveled
I saw so much light maybe that’s why it’s here
You think the stars are so far away
But what happened long ago is there every night
It’s my story trying to catch your eye
I wonder if I can
It's up to you

Too many dreams laid upon your path
Too many eyes cried too
You have no idea except maybe you do
I have to forget you now
I’m not going to walk that way again
Not where it all began
Not what I once knew

The feeling in my feet is the question
I’m willing to wander aimlessly
I have to play this hand out so deal me in Lord
How can she believe she loves him like me
Maybe the one before me said the same thing
He doesn't give a ****
But I still do
Mark Lecuona
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