if I could write an honest word
that's what I would do
put my feelings on paper
and mail them off to you
something new, something blue
honest and compelling
a olive branch to hold on to
a story worth telling
everyday's another day
with clocks ticking faster
another time to take some dreams
and put them out to pasture
I have no wisdom to depart to you
I have nothing worth selling
all I have is this life I live
and hope it's a story worth telling
and so I'll say goodbye to you
see you further up the road
and if you still remember me
I'll tell you all I've known
about a place I call my own
a single, simple dwelling
all my hopes belong in there
they're all a story worth telling
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