• As I wander through the grass, I think of my past. A place I can't go back. My life is on the road, I fear my story will not be told.

    Will you listen to me? Each step I grow old another story unfolds. Another adventure to me. Will you listen to me?

    Each moment passes with a glance I have lost many a romance. It's lonely in the grass. It's painful to walk alone. Will I ever go home? My steps take me far, far away and I pray for the day I just lay there forever.

    The grass grows taller, will you ever see me again? Soon my steps grow silent and the rustle fades off. Lost in the grass, only footsteps show my past, did you even know me? The rain falls, erasing my footprints. All of me that was left is gone.

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