Slow train coming get up and go
Slowly turning everything over
Play it safe man or let it go
I thought I heard the misty mountain call
but when I looked I saw nothing at all
There's a little footpath out my door
But I can't see where it leads anymore
All familiar comforts of home
Trade it all for something unknown
Play it safe man or let it go
Afterthoughts,
forward glimpses
follow stars
follow princes
©2008 by Greg Pope
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