Greg Laswell — Where You Find Me

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It’s strange how the wind is not out today
And nothing is moving, save for the waves

And the lady is empty and quite on her heels
And I fear out of all of us, you might her steal

But I find, I find
I don’t know how I will land you, my friend

So I will fly you (You, you)
Far beyond the plans that you made by the sea
Where you will find me