fom, it's about the tiny goddess' infrequent and unannounced stops along her way and says "just do this."
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So it seems our moments together are tossed to the wind to fly away forever
quiet night creaking across the floor I hear once more the song of your sleeping
just the sound of your coming around
walk to town in a dream turned hollow
to gather myself with the kindness of strangers
all the rounds and the cheers lost count
came a startle to all at a ghostly presence
false alarm just a shadow in my arms
believe it and you’ll see it
Just the sound of your comin’ round
How can I hope to face tomorrow when all that I am is yesterday every silence reminds me of you
false alarm just a shadow in my arms
another day another lesson in clarity
that’s it- the show____ it’s time to go
so it seems all my wealth was from charity
the kindness of a stranger the hollow in my arms
just the sound of your coming round
How can I hope to face tomorrow when all that I am is yesterday every silence reminds me of you the song of your sleep the secrets that we knew
Not what seems if it were just a dream I could awaken to see you but then
It’s just the sound of your coming round again
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