As I walk this land

Searching for dreams

I can only see

Piece of unhappy endings

What can satisfy my own

Pieces of a dream

Are the bases of a

Broken heart

I see her face in

Everyone who stares

I just wish she saw

What I can see

Yet life doesn’t

Work it’s magic

Till it’s ready

To reveal

So I’ll keep


As long as

There is

A dream

I’ve been stuck on Joan Osborne

What’s Become Of The Broken Hearted

Go check it out on YouTube

It brings Chills to me

Every time I listen to it

The Sheldon Perspective


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