Four Corners

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Losing sleep and wondering
Are all things works for the living
Laying in my bed thinking
Are all these thoughts will stay 'till morning

I dreamed of running into the woods
Barefooted and confused
I'm losing grip to reality
My thoughts are slowly draining my sanity

I ran and ran
'Till I saw the light of the morning sun
I looked back and there's a canvas of shadow
The path to light became narrow and narrow

Suddenly I heard a scream
Someone's calling my name
I exhaustingly opened my sight
And there I saw a calming eyes

Your eyes, it's striking to me
It appeases my worries and anxiety
You held me in your arms tightly
This must be the home everybody's have been wanting so badly

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