Three hundred thousand miles
And the meter runs …
Dust on your shoes
The dreams
Inside
You’re building –
The weight
You carry –
This old house
Gets so worn down
It’s morning
&
You feel
You’re already
Out of time –
Feel the weight on your
Shoulders
Feel the darkness cloud the sky
A hundred days of rain
And it’s alright –
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