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These aren’t words about you
These are words about me
About the places I go
About the people I see
 
The other day I saw a man
He was sleeping on the side of the road
And I wanted to cry for that man
For this is where he called his home
And I thought how easy this could be me
If I stopped the fight that let me be
And I wondered who stopped loving him
And I wondered when he stopped feeling free
 
The other day I saw a girl
She was crying in the street
And I wanted to say to that girl
Dry your eyes you are replete
And I thought how easy this could be me
If I did not hold fast my own decree
And I wondered who stopped loving her
And I wondered when she stopped feeling free
 
The other day I saw a child
He was shaking cos he was scared
And I wanted to hold that child
To show him someone in his world cared
And I thought how easy this could be me
If there was no one to hear my plea
And I wondered who stopped loving him
And I wondered if he would ever feel free
 
And these aren’t words about you
These are words about me
About the places I go
About the people I see
And I see sadness all around
I see people who are bound
By lives where they have lost their war
They don’t know what they are living for
 
© Emily Coates 2014 All Rights Reserved
 
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