Sunday, July 26, 2009

Now this heart is home

Now this heart is home
As you tell all you think you know
What can I do?
It’s the choice you made
To view the world as you say
I don’t want to be your reflection
Or your helping hand
Only you can know
Where it is you stand
All that you assume
Is the baggage you carry to the room
So if you don’t mind
I will sit quietly here
And listen to the wind unwind
When it has finished I will keep going on

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