The Far Away
In the world..
Anything can happen...
Pain, cannot stay
Cannot happen
In a land called...
The Far Away
My world
All I can hold
Filled with glitter
Filled with gold
Pain cannot stay,
in a placed called...
The Far Away
Colours and flowers
Rippling fields of gold
Sun
Glitter bright
Every day
In a place called ...
The Far Away
The heart will always know,
of a place called...
The Far Away
Deep down...
In you
It was always there,
never went away
All the things you do
All the things you say
All in a place called...
The Far Away
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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