The Song Takes Its Toll

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dylandonnelly....
The song takes its toll in seconds that go by
Counting up the fall and trading skies
You know it's just writing songs
Whatever can happen will happen
I'm flying sails without a way to know
North from South
It's a lot of waiting around
It's churning waves and nothing days
And endless space between
The song it waits on cobbled feet
Unsteady and defeated
He prayed for rain but it never came
But still he kept on praying
I find myself afraid that all the words I wrote are wrong
That I'll never find the song