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Mar 2010
Do I set your heart ablaze?
Does guilt burn you like fire?
Am I talking to the wall?
Am I preaching to the choir?

I can touch the sky but I fly too low
What's the answer to the koan?
I don't know

And when they finally find me
Lying cold in a gutter
A lifetime of regret from now
Will you say "He reminds me
Of someone or another,
And what was his name, anyhow?"

Or will one genuine tear
Gracefully fall from your eye
As you think of what we were then
And will you still be sincere
Or is it all just a lie
When you wish for what might have been?

I can touch the sky but I fly too low
What's the answer to the koan?

I don't know
Written by
Chance Bishop
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   Shelby Young
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