Where I Can Be Found
Written by Leo
(c) 1996 Land of the Free
All Rights Reserved
Trees are turning
lights are burning
the woods are near the lasting sun.
Red is gold
Black is bold
the clouds billow where I will run.
A special place
to hide your face
You fear the change which I do not.
I wish to go
where the wispy winds blow
And river flows and trees lay rot.
Never again
Will it rain
Unless it calls across the land.
I speak for me
I want to see
Where I was in another lifespan.
Past lives are gone and mine is here,
I waste no time and have no fear.
We all must find a place to be
I'll find my place and plant my feet.
"They keep calling me", as the song leads away
I'll figure it out but won't go astray.
I'll live as a thing and no time be distraught
In the middle of here is the spot that I bought.
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