Sit by Tom Jessen

The veil has been lifted
exposing something that's drifted
From the shores of my heart
in a moonless blue dark
Now there's nothing in the distance
that calls with any insistence
just a very still chance to feel
a ne'er-do-well leaning back too far on his heels.

You go on ahead, I'm just going to sit here
leaving it undisturbed
I'm hoping my muddy water turns clear
There's nothing in the distance that calls me
Nothing better to travel to, be or do, nothing to achieve

So many times you just want to sit there and cry
at least you wish you could cry
try and make a hair line crack
til you can't hold back

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