Going home

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There's this man with no name
Lost in the crowd, losing the game
I knew you were coming from far away
We met at the crossroad and wept
Shared our provision and yesterday
And you vanished while I slept
So how to continue my journey to heaven
Gotta find you, find you before sunrise
So how to endure a survey of heaven
If I arrive

And the river still flows to unite with the sea
Covenant love inviting so gently
I stood here a hundred years ago
Watching you pass by and aiming too low
There's so much pain in so many goodbye's
But what if you never reach paradise

You leave me drifting with the tide again
Afraid to go astray
So reason with me when I hide, but then,
I am not going home today

Zingarella