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Jul 2017
Nothing lives well in between the lines
Too many rocks and not enough water
Exhaustion in the morning
Dropping the needle to play back time
Nobody understands what you mean
They cast shadows when the light is blinding

It’s a game for those who are young
Telling each other they’ll die for love
Now we try to live without it
We can’t cry without any tears
We can’t say bye to our fears
It’s more than we can ever admit

Walking the street or fast asleep
Loneliness wandering inside a dream
You have a promise to keep
All or nothing, all or nothing
The middle is just an empty street

How can you talk forever when you can see it
It’s not something you want to think about
So much time to make mistakes but no longer
Is it because it takes that long to see the world
Or to fix the things we know aren’t right
I could let you drive but I’m not a passenger

It’s like walking the same sandy shore
We love the gulls and the way the sand sinks
But the jetties loom where can’t cross
So the day ends and we go our separate ways
Until the morning where  shells are waiting
And I find a lucky sand dollar for you to toss

Walking the street or fast asleep
Loneliness waking up inside a dream
You have a promise to keep
All or nothing, all or nothing
In the middle there's nobody to meet
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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