Change is a good thing…right?
Then why is it that I’m having trouble letting go? What if I don’t want to grow up…don’t want to move on?
What if I want to stay? Just take a break, quit running for a moment…
I’m not just another face without a name…not a rebel…just me…
And I’m not sure that’s good enough.
But tomorrow’s a new day…
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'I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show,
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down...'
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