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Searching for Songs

I am lost.

I am not here.

The person you're calling for

Can't respond.

She is paralyzed

In a dream, an illusion.

She is not here.

She heard a song

That spoke to her

And now she is not here.

So leave the room,

Please close the door,

She's trying to concentrate.

There's a song playing on the radio,

A world that I await.

There's a shoreline in California,

An empty space in New York state.

I'll sing along

To my favorite songs

And forget what's on my plate.

There's a mall in Minnesota,

A crying child in Tennessee.

There's a war across the ocean,

A Northwest man making a scene.

And there's father in Nevada,

Asking his daughter to come home.

The Americas gives a collective sigh

As the oil companies moan.

And with all these dilemmas and things

You'd think I'd be worried enough.

But the second I decide

To plug in my earphones

Is the second I let go of this stuff.
Written by embarrassedhonesty (Arianna)
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