My Soul Fills With Song For Uncle Walt

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My soul fills with song for Uncle Walt
Years of running in circles
Trying to find my voice
He whispered his love in my ear
My wheels slipping on the rails
I turn, ready for the future
Ripping down my walls
Looking outside for someone to share
Hiding in shadows no more
I shall set sail for those lost dreams

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I’m No Prince Charming

  

I’m no Prince Charming
But I shall give it a go
My tactics may be alarming
I can put on quite a show
Probably not the most impressive
Please keep the expectations low
But not the most aggressive
Subtly you’ll be content & all aglow