the most beautiful spirits
tend to be sad souls.
how can we grow up
without growing old?
i want to steal the look
in ones eyes
when they
attempt to lie..
keep their
illusions wisely confined.
so confusion & crowd
never occupy.
oh awaken me, from all the things i refuse to see.
"the person i am looking for is looking for me."
patience must become my ally
as i search for a soul like mine.
i keep turnin, turnin, turnin
the wrong directions.
well i dont have a map to find you sir,
and i bet you agree, it's not even fair.
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