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My new way to speak and be heard
Is a smile from my muse
Noone else but her
And a picture is a whisper
Compared to the words
That spring to mind,
Getting lost to find
The only way out
Of a world were not a part of.

So let men cash cheques
To afford to regret,
All the lost loves
Left by a note in their desks
While I sail by
With the real deal by my side.
Thomas Burton himself
Couldn't dream of anyone else
And with all the friends in his head,
He'd rather have you instead.