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Mar 2013
It's hard to describe this sights that I see.
But I'll   give it my best to put them verbally
The ocean you see holds such mystery
Each grain of sand is a TIMELINED memory

Blowing through the misty wind, finding somewhere to land
Sits by my palms and sieve through my hands

Just remember the heart in the sky
Will rise in the east and set in the west.
And when it feels like my eyes will give
Ill stay up all night, no need for rest
By dawn The Lord will give me reason to live.

It can't capture murals of us in the crashing waves
Thousands of colors only paintings
Can phrase
Disregarded from the keen eyes that are there
Souls like the stagnant summer air.

As I think of what I need
The coastal crests recedes
And when I think of what I want
It's lost throughout the ocean front

Don't worry, just stay at ease
The sun will set in the west and rise in the east

So don't let your eyes begin to give
Cause someone will bring you reason to live
Life's such a mystery
Each grain of sand, a TIMELINED memory
Adam Schwab
Written by
Adam Schwab  Springfield, MO
(Springfield, MO)   
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