Take me back to a place I like to be.
Anywhere but here, take me.
Take me somewhere
Greener grasses on higher hills
Knolls roll beneath the upper wind's chills.
Take me anywhere but here
I want what I cannot have,
And have what I do not want.
I do not, like the portly preaching prince once beseeched
“Want what I have, have what I want.”
The flesh still craves.
Im hardly satisfied now and will
Wake up hungry come morning.
A whole new day
Of searching for a soul
Ahead of me, waiting.
So take me to the place I like to be.
Never is it here, in front of me.
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