Artista: Vanna
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i don't
love what i've done 
all these months of wear
i don't know where i was
and now
at this anchor like an altar
i tie and tie and tie
if this never ends
at least i'll stay alive
learn to forgive myself
now press west
cover your footsteps
climb your hill
like a mountain
you are not a wall on which i lean
i am not the man you thought i was
is there more to this than what i see
i've been wandering
and for this i ache
i should have told you
i loved you back
this wasn't a dream
set adrift
ill advised, ill equipped
sleep safe
thinking well
we can only hope he makes it
we can only hope
he makes it somewhere