Monday, August 5, 2019

Been away too long, searching in the Sea
He calls, tells me to come back to Me
but still, I can't see
wrapped up in thoughts about the times I've been doing all the wrong things
worried about where this life is going
frettin' about where I want to be
crying with grief over everything that is done and gone with
will it ever come back to Me; please don't leave
He calls, tells me to come back to Me
He calls, tells me to come back to Me
Then through my salted wet dreams; I feel Me
I breathe in Me
I see Me
I am Me
Who else but Me can feel these things
Who else but Me can see these things
No one, but Me
same as it ever was
same as it ever was

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