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Tomorrow

June 2, 2015
By Anonymous

A man sits alone, his head in a cloud
Watching quite still as the world spins around!
And he understands quite clearly
He’s still searching for his sound
He sits alone, he’s weary
And the world keeps spinning round

A warm summer day, stormy afternoon
Melts into red before revealing the moon
And rain poured down with thunder
And the man sat still and sound
He didn’t have to stop and wonder
He listened, rooted to the ground

Days drift away, time keeps ahead
Waiting for his day, but he’s already dead
Still he sits beside his window
Not a worry in his head
He found a way to let go
He just listens to what’s been said



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