(Sullivan) 2019
He said – I get a dollar a day to watch the cars
Of the rich come down for the beach and bars
Their distracted faces always looking away
But I’m OK I just watch the sea
The rise and fall like it’s inside of me
And no two days the same
I am where I am, I’m not so hard to find
I do what I can with what they leave behind
I’m with who I’m with, I speak with who is near
Come back, I am here
Into all the empty spaces leer a hundred thousand faces
Scream a hundred million voices if you let them come
But I just feel the breath of wind that dries the sweat upon my skin
Slowly breathing out and breathing in
I am where I am, I’m not so hard to find…
I do what I can with what they leave behind
I’m with who I’m with, I speak with who is near
Come back, I am here
It seems like everybody wants to be somewhere else
Everybody wants to be someone else…
The wind blows the water patterns racing across the bay
And the sand slides through fingers and it’s all made from the same
What you touch is what makes you, is there beside you always
There are people that I’ll never know from places that I’ll never go
They play their dramas out from scene to scene
But the insects crawl through blades of grass
The summer storms they slowly pass
The colours change in the arcing of the sun
I am where I am, I’m not so hard to find…
I do what I can with what they leave behind
I touch what I see, I speak with who is near
Come back, I am here
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