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Thought Of A Child
AT THE WATERS EDGE LOST IN THE REEDS
I NOTICED SOMETHING THEN FORGOT HOW TO BREATHE
I RECALL SHE WHISPERED “IT'S SOON ON IT'S WAY”
I KNOW I SAID SOMETHING WITH NO IDEA WHAT TO SAY
I'M HEARING DISTANT ECHOES
AS THOUGH I'M STILL AFRAID
UP HERE ON THE BORDERLINE OF SUFFERENCE AND ACHE
IT'S HARD TO WALK, IT'S HARD TO WAIT
IT'S HARD TO STAY AWAKE
I KNOW I BROKE IT
I FELT THE POOR HAND SHAKE
I'M SURE IT'S ONLY WAR AND BICKERING TO BLAME
I STARE TO THE RIPPLES FOLLOWED BY THE RISING TIDE
I AWAIT THE REMEDY THAT'S BOTH HERS AND MINE
I'M HEARING DISTANT ECHOES
AS THOUGH I'M STILL AFRAID
UP HERE ON THE BORDERLINE OF SUFFERANCE AND ACHE
IT'S HARD TO WALK, IT'S HARD TO WAIT
IT'S HARD TO STAY AWAKE
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