Black Flag
© Tim Elsenburg (Copyright Control)
Felt the pull of something missed
A hurt for every mile
Words so black they stain my lips
So white they burned my eyes
And I know that I can’t take it back now
Send arms to encircle
Face you for sleeping
Oh carry me over
I brought you here to see the snow
Where tracks get covered up
Cause purpose slips away so quick
When hope ain’t quite enough
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