Out Of Reach


long way from home,
lost by an echo, i’d never of known
i’ve got pictures to prove i was there,
but you don’t care
here’s me overseas, across a pond by the Dover peaks
i’ve smuggled myself into new nationalities, you think yo’d be proud of me
there’s room to believe, out of mind, out of sight, out of reach
start over is no way to begin


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