Call Me From The Dark

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Take me to through the fields of silver

Where all fates float like rivers.

Take me down the steepest hills

Where they hide away our wills.

Let me risk it, let me be saved

When I take the road less paved.

Let me stand up and let me fall

When my ego grows ten feet tall.

Run me over if I disobey you,

Pull me apart unless I pay you.

Run me like a show, bright and loud.

Call me from the dark to kill the crowd.

-JW

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