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Sunlight on my grinning face Follows me from place to place But it won’t do Don’t know how long I can wait Wandering this empty space Searching for you Up and down the barren coast Listen as the riptide rolls With so much to say Probably what hurts the most Is knowing when you’re so **** close And still so far away Once per while I catch a glimpse Of unintended fleeting hints To call out your name Won’t make much a difference Words don’t carry far upwind It’s always the same In the breeze I see it’s just the wind It’s a tease To be at the shoreline again Shepherd, call the sheep back home Be thankful that you’re not alone Round em up one more time My, how much the herd has grown With wool to warm your gentle soul Leave no soul behind
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Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
The Shepherd
Sunlight on my grinning face Follows me from place to place But it won’t do Don’t know how long I can wait Wandering this empty space Searching for you Up and down the barren coast Listen as the riptide rolls With so much to say Probably what hurts the most Is knowing when you’re so **** close And still so far away Once per while I catch a glimpse Of unintended fleeting hints To call out your name Won’t make much a difference Words don’t carry far upwind It’s always the same In the breeze I see it’s just the wind It’s a tease To be at the shoreline again Shepherd, call the sheep back home Be thankful that you’re not alone Round em up one more time My, how much the herd has grown With wool to warm your gentle soul Leave no soul behind
anthony-casamassima
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Apr 25, 2016
Apr 25, 2016 at 8:32 PM UTC
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