Gone

I'm gone
So long
Leave me to be
As I lay down to rest my legs

I've been down
I've been down
I've been all but around
And still it remains the same

It makes sense
It makes sense
It must come to an end
All what's left of tide is sand
And what else?

And so, it begins
It goes round and round
And all I can see is pain
It goes round
It goes round
It goes round
And round
And all I can be is...
Gone



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Medelheim
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