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Echo of Lightspeed

from Weird Tempo by Gary Brolsma

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Sometimes I close my eyes,
to see whats on the other side.
This creeping feeling coming out,
In the cold, cold night.
I try to ignore the facts,
but the opinions still remain.
On this cold, cold night.
All you can feel is the rain.

Raindrops pouring down,
the moisture all over my face,
I cannot see a thing.
Just bring me to a place,
where I can sit and think,
about the kind of things,
You told me from your dreams.
A photo of a golden field,
with the greenest grass
that you have ever seen.
I want you to take me,
so I can sit and think
about the kind of things,
You told me from your dreams.

Sometimes I lock the door,
to hide from the other side.
This shadowy picture in my head,
Is the only thing left to remind.
I try not to speak these lies,
but the truth still remains.
On this cold, cold night.
All you can feel is the rain.

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from Weird Tempo, released October 21, 2008

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Gary Brolsma Saddle Brook, New Jersey

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