She knows who she is
But not where she's going
Sees the waves crash down
And the leaves on winds blowing
...
There's an aching in my bones
A void I cannot fill
Without the sand between my toes
My mind is never still
...
There sits a man in a battlefield ward
No weapon, No armour
He no longer depends on his sword
Faces surround, injured they return
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Happiness
If your ever feeling down
You know where I'll be
...
I'm tired of empty beds
And heaviness
Fake shows of joy
...
You scare me
More than you know
When I speak
You see into my soul
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