Where are you now that the sun is coming up
Where'v you gone? I need you now
Back to someone new, someone to work through,
chip away the black edges of burnt to get back to you
where are you now? when I need you
These trees are blown
these roads are spent
tell me I've shown
nothing more than what I had before-
Tell me I'm nothing new, nothing to work for-
I need to hear it
something to stake and show
in the wake of it all
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