hour eleven

You told me you were a traveller
alone on your road
from time to time
from gig to gig
you’d make new friends
then lose them
then make others

I wished I coul accompany you
but I had some other life
held back by it

I wanted you here
to give you a home

you just wouldn’t settle in one place

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