My So Called Death

leave on…

i’ve been lost and tempted

seen darkness wind and blow

cross deserts like some banshee

cut rivers through my soul

and there are words of wisdom

and those you can’t control

and love like hands you wish you didn’t fold

you know you’re gonna leave on

people change

set a fire to you and i

you’re gonna leave on,

leave and change

you’re gonna leave on

leaving me with nothing

to lean on

well there’s no sense in dancing

we slowed it down for years

you wear it like some marquee

in a town that’s disappeared

and i know what you’re thinking

and everywhere you’ll go

how you’ll ease on with that

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