I’ve got a house but it’s empty
A head full of memory
A heart but no soul in me
But let it be
The limbs are always so weary
Thoughts always so scary
Never thought I’d be so lonely
But let it be
Drowning in this massive sea
Only darkness and catastrophe
As far as I can see
But let it be
For once let me disagree
I’m neither safe nor sorry
Fighting without a family
But let it be
All the stars tell their story
All the birds sing atop a tree
I wanna reach that glory
But let it be
Now I sing so carelessly
Now I rant so endlessly
Pick me up and set me free
Or let it be

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Awesome! Can relate to it, totally!
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Love this.
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