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.
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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