Song ThingA Poem by Caulder
It might seem crazy what I'm about to say,
I know I got a bad reputation, I'm thinking out loud, It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right I'm always tomorrow-bound Aimed for the stars and I shouldn't have missed, Work a little harder, work another way, There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance We see you like I hoped we never would Through all the good things and all the hardship Pour a little salt, we were never here We'll be home soon, so dry your eyes
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