Row, Row, Your Boat
Same old places,
sad, empty faces
yet another lifetime alone
love is just gone
Downward stares
lonesome and scared
void is all that's left
were life once was kept
Reap my soul before I wake
It's just a joke, it's all fake
Life but a dream, no boat to row
If I could just change the world, more love would show.
Copyright © Alex Brown | Year Posted 2011
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