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Going Home


In the cold of night
When the shadows bite
I huddle in my cage and shiver
With hopes and fears
And dreams and tears
That fate promises but won't deliver
The grey unfurls
In molten swirls
The unknown futures scare me
The music still is moaning
Somehow I'm still trying
To hear the hidden melody
Although I know you're free
Alone I'll always be
Trapped in nothing's cold embrace
And so I sit and wait
No more than shadow bait
Until my home that's not a place



David Noelle, 2/10/95
WWW: http://www.Straylight.org/dave
E-Mail: Dave Noelle <dave@Straylight.org>


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