alone i walk
It calls to me
a voice on the wind, along the breeze
and it whispers temptation
with words bitter sweet
this voice on the wind calling to me
Of thoughts, far off places
empty but free
so pleasant complacent and so out of reach
I'll bide my time
so that one day maybe
Ill find my own place open and free
but with these all dreams, false hopes and facades
All ill be doing is letting it fade
So that one day ill stop, feel the wind through my hair
and not hear the voice whispering there















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