hey boy
why you got that lonesome grin
you got everything comin' to you
like dust in the wind
a roof o'r your head
a light in the sky
blankets to keep you warm
and fella creatures by your side
well it ain't that i'm tired
i'm far from worn
i just don't know what we're lookin' for
anymore
its cold all alone
in this trench laden bodies
lookin' over the top, we see a light from above
Can't rise through being weighed down when pronouns segregate the harmonious life in which love resounds
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