@copy;2021 Brian P Deignan
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Daydreaming of good times
Suffering from thirst
Kind of hazy in the head
Living with a curse
So I run far away where I
Can’t hear the world screaming
Wishing hard for the day
I can escape the demons
They say when it’s all over
Gonna do their worst
So I’ll just keep on running
They gotta catch me first
Running fast across the plains
The ground a blur beneath them
So quick the sunshine turns to rain
Praise to condemnation
Don’t know many prayers
Still remember a few
They’re needed to help me keep
demons in the rearview
A fire only burns if given enough air
Pushing hard hope these feet don’t fail
Pushing hard hope feet don’t fail
feet don’t fail
feet don’t fail me
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