March 15, 1994

283. Thoughts At The Pub...Apart, We Are None

Now that you have gone,
Shout aloud across the wind,
And let all the world
Hear the words leave your lips;
Leap high into the air,
Look across the vast sea,
And realize your dreams;
Run through the empty field,
So fast that bad dreams
Can no longer catch you,
Yet, please, dear girl,
Do not fall away so far
That even your hopes
And the dream you've forgotten
Can no longer save you
From the life you so easily toss away.
And the day you finally see
No man in this lifetime--
Or for all eternity--
Will love you as much as me,
Will be the day I know
I will love another
Far more than I ever loved you....

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