Lost again
I am the mountain, I am the trees,
I am all that you left falling to my knees.
I am the leaves, I am the clear stream,
I am all that we wanted when I dreamed.
I am the lost, I am the fallen,
At the twilight hour hear me calling.
I am the wind, I am the sunlit trees,
I was once a man with hopes and dreams.
I am nothing more then world I have failed,
Washed up, dirty and no good, that’s why she bailed.
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