david mcminn Biography

Leaves are falling, falling from my heart.
Falling like the fading memories of days now past.
When you were here my heart was in bloom.
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Where are the foot steps, I have left in the sand?
Have the waves of each day washed them away?
Replaced with clean sand, past mistakes cleaned away.
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How many people have I met? So many have past my way.
Yet so lonely, on this path I made. My spirit drifts.
It will not stay. I long for home. I lost the way.
My path seems endless, no place to stay.
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My captain I am tired, so weary in my soul.
My captain I am sorry. My fighting is done.
My friends are all gone. I am the only one.
I lay down my rifle. This day I am done.
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