1/10/19

Outside The Atmosphere


Step off the subway line.
Into the madness.
Your station has arrived.

Excuse the little crimes.
Forgive the sadness.
Comes with being alive.


Don't go away too far.
Or for too long, please.
The emptiness is feared.

Way up there, near the stars.
Beyond these dark trees.
Outside the atmosphere.


Another cheer for love.
When we feel assured.
For all eternity.

Take it easy, my love.
Shake the blues with words.
It's our reality.


FC
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FCG
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G Harp

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