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Dec 2022
I hear it through my feet, the salty waves that break the stone
Stones that until now have never seen my gaze
My gaze alone will fill the stones with love
And the ocean will take my hand and guide me through their ways

And the people in the town - the friends that I have made
Let’s say they’re bakers or they’re artists who made a way in life
They’re gonna come into the water with me, taking note of all the joy they see
And share a look up at the moon

In another sky

All that I have left is this short little walk
Then I’ll see 5 more million stars, for all the steps that i took
I’ll bring the city key and build a stairway with the folks who’ll call me family
And we’ll take off and leave the ground behind to another sky

Another sky

I find that I wish there were 500 people, so those 500 people will see that sky
I find that I wish there were 1000 people, so those 1000 people will see that sky
I find that I wish there were 1,000,000 people, so those 1,000,00 people will see that sky
I find that I wish there was just one more person, so that I - I can share that sky

With you

So come,

To the other sky
sunday
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sunday  22/M/ATL - NYC
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