I will walk away And leave the memories of you behind The sweet ones. The ugly ones too The ones that made me cry every Friday night I will walk to the edge of the sea Call out to my friends For they're out there on the sea Having the time of their lives We will spend the night And many more to come Consoling. Healing. Laughing and raising our glasses to the lady on the moon Then we will return All men now born again To pick up our lives from whence we left them And see all people for what they are. Humans ©i_johnero ©The_WordDom Humans...
