Waves
Another chance,
another wyld romance
another ride around the bend
be ye lover or be ye friend?
somewhere its calling
she song it is singing
a feeling is drawing
drawing me home
who will be there
with me when i get there
I have yet to know
i do not even know where home is
oft alone am i in a crowded room
along the way i shall collapse soon
another wisper in my mind
unless, upon some shore
i find solace
safety from the storm
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