I could rise up as the sun goes down
All sorrow safe in a backpack I’d go with the sunset
A lonely man without a past
But I’d worry
Who will catch you when you fall?
I could fly like a kite high and free
A departed soul find my place with the stars
A dream gone with the wind
But I’d worry
Who will hold you when you’re down?
I could take root, sink deep and spread wide in new earths
Like a babe I’d talk to strangers
Wild oats in sea of wheat
But I would worry
Who will love you when am gone?
Friday, October 9, 2009
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