Don't Wait in Despair

Empty house to match my spirit
Loaded up the west is calling me
It's time to leave
Foot of bed I can't stop crying
Head in my hands question all I see
You're there for me
Time has passed, orientation
By myself I sent you far back home
I feel alone
Cluttered room to match my spirit
All unpacked the salt is in the air
Don't wait in despair, for it to run out



Credits
Writer(s): Owen Harris Kinser
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