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Walk With Me Into the Corn

I heard a haunting ghostly voice as I lay in my ill sweat soaked convalescent bed say come walk with me into the corn and into the light it's now your time to walk with me do not fear here take my arm I mean you no harm I cannot reveal what you will see you must put your trust in me come walk with me into the corn and into the light let your field of dreams be realized discard your fears I will dry your tears from your long and lonely years you don't belong here any more now hold your head up high sholders back stand up tall I invite you to walk with me into the corn and into the light to your destiny a field of dreams and all your dreams will come true I promise you Dennis Davis

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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