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TO THE DAWN AND BACK


Been to the dawn and back

Looked at my self and asked

What is it you lak?

 

Try to make my own way

Make my own tracks

Standing in the middle of one-way street

They just pass me without a word to say

 

Sitting alone in a crowed room

Everyone it will be better soon

As they move further away from me

Pray Lord, let my life just be dream

 

Been to the dawn and back

Look at my self and asked

What do you lack?

 

Quite fills the room

Hear the sound but don't look down

Look across the room

See the gypsy girl telling fortune

From her crystal ball telling it all

She sang my sad song

 

Want to go back to the dawn

To hear a new sad song

To see my self in a new light

This time it'll be alight

 

© Copyright 2011 Thomas Dooley

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