Waiting for my departure,
There's a place that I haven't been.
Waiting for the words to finish,
There's trembling in novocaine speak.
What did I see?
The world did turn and shed a tear.
Where did I dream,
The relic of a time only we could see?
And when I wailll...
By recognition and ample time,
Oh I don't refrain,
We've recovered from a trembling ambition.
And there's time to make haste.
It doesn't take years to uncover,
But many to build it up.
To see what's yet to come,
By forgetting what brought us here.
And when I trail...
I go on and on at you.
But don't let me fail,
It's ok that we are here.
It's ok, we're making memories.
(C) me, 2011
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