Monday, June 11, 2007
Something from the blue beyond
I leave footprints in the sand
as heavy as they might be
I knew they came from me
I made a path so i can see
where i came from and where I want to be
As I look back I see the waves crash down
My footprints are gone like the waves that swallowed them
And It is funny, how something we cannot control
helps us move on and look ahead
it covers our tracks and pretend it was never there
Maybe we played too close to the shore?
maybe we did. .
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