If I could be anywhere now where would I be?
If I could touch any heart now to whom would it belong?
If I could sing any song now what would be the words?
Or could I just stay here, touch these hearts, and sing this song.
If I could re-write this life, would I?
We hope for a different tomorrow, dream of a different life, escape is an alluring beauty.
But every longing sigh we heave, we leave something of our old lives behind. And how do you do that, reach for something whilst letting something else go.
cowardliness. down to earth. plain lazy. jaded. call it whatever you wish.
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