These Prevailing Winds – Swirling

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These prevailing winds – swirling
Feeling the yoke around my neck
The task master measures that whip
Another journey upon a flight deck
Time is wasted when we’re free
But now I wish I could have it all back
Once again away from all that I love
Only hateful sounds of that painful crack

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Dodging Trains With The Lost Boys

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Dodging trains with the Lost Boys
Feeling free in the midnight hour
Nothing can keep us on the ground
Laughing in faces of those who wish us dour
Freedom begins with your own soul
No matter the toilsome tasks or nautical miles
I’ll smirk & continue to play
For there’s a revolution within my smile