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How could we fall back down?

In from the rain,

Heals the same,

In this home.


Why are we back in town,

On normal land?

To have this dance,

Well, I’m not home.


But this is a waking sound,

Well, it isn’t all so loud,

In this, there’s a time arranged,

For the land,

And I will be the man,

In this home.


Well, you’ve been back,

And here for too long,

My friend,

It’s been told.


But this isn’t all so bad,

Yeah, Dad had a heart attack,

And now the evening’s come,

Over land,

I am still the man,

When I’m home.


NOTE: Honoring those who serve and have served. Peace.

Dan Jones

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