Jesus Bill!
Delta Sleep
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Walking the street one night
He recognizes nothing around him
Finding himself lost for the first time, he starts shaking
Finds a seat to breathe in the surroundings and gather his whereabouts
Thinking way out loud, he mutters
I'll get by, I'll be fine, I'll get by, I'll be fine
Working out a way home when the irony surfaces
Showing him what was missed
I'll get by, I'll be fine, I'll get by and I'll be fine
Working out way home when he figures out the words to say
Hoping that it's not too late
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Wait until I get home, before choosing ways to the unknown
Push aside the urge to fall, carry on instead, ain't no need to feel alone
Wait, feel the ground, touch it, watch as it grows now