moon walk
through chilly early darkness
my legs carry me up wooded hills
down avenues lined with memories
across forgotten playing fields
directions are not required
I've walked these paths before
can see them with closed eyes
whenever my heart is open
my legs carry me up wooded hills
down avenues lined with memories
across forgotten playing fields
directions are not required
I've walked these paths before
can see them with closed eyes
whenever my heart is open
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