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Mystic and Van
Are no longer the pull New group and song That remind me of those long Ago mentors professing Simple man like Skynyrd You there with the Blue grassier Tones of truth, more humble Unperfect but also not refuting The complexities that have us right here Where view points are more like Color shades than flags We all wave. Woodworking, brothers With different mothers And this repeated mantra Of being lucky. We will dance to Van Sing along on the drive Knowing attitude change When we arrive (When we begin)
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Return the words
You can’t get your six “I Love You’s” in song form If you are too busy saying IT back (Even if just in your head) In the moment Drinking it all in The moon, the night air Sounds of the earth Tone and pitch inflection That is unique to you It is heard and learned With each time No waiting to say it back Say it first, mean it No waiting around Action and movement Even in NO movement “I love you” heard You know you want to Return the word For this new Unknown and few love Where the variables Are better sewn more From one side Than…
