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I Come To Like This
Is it sanity or bravery that I come to you like this? Wanting, no needing something to live for Something to see On the long marched across the sea of grass I wonder What maddens possessed me? What in sanity led me to this place? Out here looking for friend What have I done to myself? I’m mining my own gold Yet can I trust the value it will bring? Can I trust myself? Is it sanity or bravery that I came to you like this? On the long dark nights I lay awake Doubting my nightmare dreams I’m standing at an alter The women beside, my bride Is weeping nothing tears I keep whispering to her It’s ok love And she keeps Shushing me I close my eyes When they open gold falls from the sky I look up There are my eyes Weeping rain Breathing thunders last game I close my eyes I’m not afraid of the darkness I trust that the moon shall guyed me So is it vanity or brave that I came to you like this? Is it saintly last strand? Madness in a brandy glass? Or Has the game of loneliness come to its end? What do I do? Shall I press forth into the unknown? The unseen? Mining my own gold Or Do I stay here? Like a child hiding beneath my mother’s dress? Is it sanity or bravery that I come to you like this? With my heart out there to chow I don’t know what else to do? So I write and walk Think and talk Yet how can I be share That I’m welcomed with open arms Is it vanity or bravery that I’ve come to you like this? Out here looking for a friend Among the black sheep The folks that no one needs Except for me So is it saintly or bravery that I stand before you With my heart out there to chew I didn’t know what else to do.
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