my bags are packed our minds been made
You'll be dearly missed ever so, don't get me wrong
But I've been trapped in these stonewalls for too long
Call it the next chapter, a new beginning, whatever you want
The truth is I can't wait no more, these walls are haunted
I will think back on you, hell I'll probably even cry for you
A million paths to choose and I'm screamed at to move
I've been space bound for far too long
Gravity pull me back down
These steps I've traced are played in songs
The mistakes I've made I'll leave at home
Dallas Shea Smith©
June '10
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