The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Monday, February 27, 2012

Going Away.

This is where you are, 
This is where your heart beats. 
Though you travel wide and far, 
This is where you are. 
Underneath your cotton sheets. 

This is where I am, 
You know you'll find me here. 
Fight it if you feel you can, 
This is where I am. 
Buried in the deepest fear. 

I know you know me, 
Though you turn and look away, 
Here I am for all to see, 
I know you know me. 
And I know, I'm here to stay. 

Here we were and here we stay, 
Though you turn and look away. 
Here we are and, long to stay, 
We will not ever go away. 

We will not ever go away. 



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