Nothing's Alright

Sitting here I wonder,
If there'll ever be a day,
Where all my problems disappear,
Without me running away,

As the seas whisper,
I feel the wind on my face,
I wonder if I can get out of here,
Without me leaving a trace,

Goodbye forever,
As I slip into the night,
And leave you wondering,
If everything's alright.

For Sure

KAM,

Who hasn't, at one time or another, wished they could just slip into anonimity leaving behind no traces of their having been there. I have to beleive it is maybe not universal but prevelent nonetheless.

Thanks,

Pete

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