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Micah
AS I SIT PERCHED UPON THIS ROCK
I WATCH AS YOU FREE YOUR PASSION
GRACEFUL WITH EACH MOVEMENT
I SEE YOUTHFUL INNOCENCE BEING AWAKENED
A CHILDLIKE QUALITY AS YOU SEARCH
DRIVE AS UNTAMED,AS THE CURRENTS
YOU SEEM UNFLAWED AS YOU HUNT
WHEN YOU GLANCE MY WAY I CANT HELP BUT SMILE
I WANT TO WRAP MY ARMS AROUND YOU AND BE YOUNG
I SEE SUCH PASSION WHEN YOU CONCENTRATE
YOUR YOUTH IS SO APPARENT,YET I FORESEE THE OLD MAN
SOMETHING FEW HAVE,IS COURSING THROUGH YOUR VEINS
I WANT TO BE ALL I CAN AS I SIT AND WATCH
THE BEAUTY OF NATURE MAKES YOU SEEM SO ALIVE
EVEN AS YOU EXIT YOUR GRACE REMAINS TOUCHING NATURE
LEAVING YOUR MARK FOR THE IMAGE IN MY MIND
INSPIRING MY DEEPEST PASSION TO ESCAPE MY CONTROL
I WANT YOU,TO FEEL YOU,TO SIMPLY BE FREE
