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May 2010
Sitting on the grass
Mud is slipping at my feet
When the rain washes down
I will curl into the heat

Words writ on the stone
No one can read it again
Your hair covers my face
You’re blocking out my expression

All the wind in my ears
It’s getting hard just to breathe
When I wake in this world
Will you tell me to leave

No more lies on this day
I will tell you the truth
Come with me in my head
Run away, silly muse

I want to
I want to meet them all again
Waking up on the other side of the bed

Patience is honest when you never can feel death
Time is a planet and you’re pushing me down dead
Cower over me and walk by
Walk by
Walk by
Walk away
Bye
Another one of my songs:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XTiC7llq2p0
Written by
Joseph Boulet
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