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45 lines
1.5 KiB
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We are all homeless in one way or another
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Whether we've lost ourselves to lust
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Inflamed passions for things desired; forgotten the other
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Wandering aimlessly, in love with something
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that will only collect dust
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Or perhaps we've been led into the wilderness
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by some radiant lover, just to be left out in the cold
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A distant memory, and the warmth of home
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What are we then to do?
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'Cause in the heat of bliss, we swore we would never love another
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There was truth and dignity in that oath
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Can there be any hope for their retention, in its breaking?
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That even while being disavowed, we recognize humanity
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We have all made mistakes,
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And G-d, I've made mistakes
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But my mistakes haven't made me
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Oh fallen acorn, lost and alone
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Can you still be kissed by fire, give up your seed
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And spring up into a towering, mighty oak?
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We've been led into the wilderness
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by some radiant lover, just to be left in the cold
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A distant memory, the warmth of home
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'Cause in the heat of bliss, we swore we would never love another
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We've all made mistakes, every last one of us
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And just because we've told a lie, can we not still grow to be honest?
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Oh fallen acorn, lost and alone
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Can you still be kissed by fire, give up your seed
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And spring up into a towering, mighty oak?
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Thrown off kilter
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None of us would have thought
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We'd be who we are now
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When we were still little
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Eyes wide to possibility
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Who could have known
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That we'd witness such depravity
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____________________________
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Name The Poets Cry for More
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Artist Being As An Ocean
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Album How We Both Wondrously Perish
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