Even I,
Oneapril nightmay die.
Deep and wide,
All reservoirsrun dry.
It's like running,
Lostin the woods.
The front of my brain,
Gets calls I can'tconvey
A calm oceanedvoice
Thatechoes'round the void.
It's like running lostin the woods.
It's like running lostin the woods.
Writer(s): Charles Wright
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