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May 2014
That's all you wanted.
Just
to be
heard.
But now you're feeling
just a little
bit
disturbed.

Because all you ever wanted was
to be heard.
That you matter to someone
that you matter so much
to someone at all.
Anyone.
All you wanted
was to be
heard.

You gave him every thing,
your skin, your body, your soul,
but still he just looked at you
and asked for you to do
as you are
told.

You scream and shout
but lose your voice in the process
you wanted so badly just
to be heard.

Well little girl,
let me tell you,
that your tears were not shed in vain
that I know that the tears you shed,
were from all your pain.

I'm here to help
carry you home.
I'll hear you, I'll listen,
much more than anyone ever could,
because I love the sound of your voice,
I'll carry you farther than anyone else would.

When you just wanted to be heard,
you started shedding tears,
what will happen
when you run out
in the coming years?

I've heard you cry,
your sorrows and woes,
let me tell you, I'm here for you,
as far as our friendship goes.

Forever.

Because we all
just wanted
to be heard.

Some come
and fly away
away with me
my sweet, sweet,
little bird.
Nomad
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Nomad  Between Here and There
(Between Here and There)   
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     Jon G M, Paula Lee and ---
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