A Brand New Place

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    A Brand New Place

    A BRAND NEW PLACE
    Soon you will see
    Things are meant to be
    Soon you will learn
    The time has come, it is your turn

    You fear tomorrow
    You fear future sorrow
    Ten times ten
    What you did back when

    You know the drill
    You simply sit still
    You don’t move a finger
    You mind begins to wonder

    Will this be like yesterday?
    When you ran away
    I think you will just have to learn
    This was simply not your turn

    Then you think
    Will my turn ever come?
    Will I ever be able to sing
    Or will I always feel numb

    I think I am able to see
    That this was not meant to be
    This was truly my turn
    But I chose to let it burn









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