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May 2012
I spend my life as we all seem to do,
Waiting for it to decide,
Counting my blessings, and watching for people,
With too many secrets to hide.

Hidden in lies, shrouded in mystery,
The secrets they will never yield,
It would be disastrous, events would come crashing,
If those secrets were to be revealed.

So I count the days as they go by,
Watching the hummingbird fly,
Staring at waves as they're rolling,
Seeing young hearts being stolen,
Looking for sombody,
Just happy to be alive.

There's a great many things, to see in this world,
A great many thoughts to be had,
A whole lot of reasons to sit on your own,
And people who will make you sad.

Find the people who brighten your day,
And go a little insane,
Lookout for love, be wary of heartbreak,
And learn to dance in the rain.

So I count the days as they go by,
Watching the hummingbird fly,
Staring at waves as they're rolling,
Seeing young hearts being stolen,
Looking for somebody,
Just happy to be alive.
this is the beginnings of a song i'm working on, so don't worry if it seems a little off. it works with the tune.
Shannon Hughes
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