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Gentle footsteps !

Free !
( the child walks only holy streets )

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Thru the "stories" written there
By strangers

( them that glorify the Pain )

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Gently

( Each thought ! )

Of the One True Power ---- forever

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And should he ever be ----- lost

He knows how to find the ---- Way

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Sees them cut themselves with razor blades

And falls down laughing

(He'll  cry no more)

He knows what compassion's for
And it's not this

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He has dared --- walk out the door

His the footsteps thru the rain

They may follow if they want

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They may opt to stay inside
And pretend to be alive

And play all their maudlin games

It don't really matter much
What they do or say

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Gentle Footsteps

(FREE !)

Walks he only holy streets

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Walks serenely thru the rain

You can't hurt him anymore

Pretending love has caused you pain