A grainy picture, a half smile
A wishful star, a conversation cut short
An impossible promise, an uprooted lie
An echoing dream, an ensemble of a sort
Walked a mile, walked a hundred
Talked a while, held back a million
Rested too long, woke up so late
Sang a silent song to a stray musician
Dreamt sweet dreams, lived bitter reality
Wrote unknown lives, some false, some true
Swung on the trapeze, fell to the safety of the net
All the while waiting, waiting for you
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