Monday, May 4, 2009

This Time 10/28/87

So many things run through my mind
This time
I've got confusion in my step
This time
And I want to do something that might help
This time
But it seems that its all been done before
This time
I wish there had never been
This time
And I will never forget about this time
So - come on
With me
To a place where there is never any need
Hop on
My back
I'll carry us away from all this greed
Come on - give me your hand
And we'll make it right
This time
But this time I feel empty
Its all been washed away
Affecting me less and less
So take me as you may
This is different from any other time
This time

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