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I’m just searching

for someone to call home

I’ll go anywhere

look for her high, look for her low

sit on a beach shaping castles in the sand

hoping the tide brings her to me

to sit beside me on my sandy throne

It won’t take bricks to build our life

won’t take a hundred years of quarried stone

to create a cathedral from this clay

this temple of mine was born with its arches

its altar softly beating for her

and all I need for stained glass

is the deep blue of my eyes

I’m just wandering

til I find someone to call home

I’ll go anywhere

dive into oceans, climb mountains

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through thick forests lit only by lanterns

to curl up by her fire, finally warm

It won’t take gold to make us rich

won’t take the gems of a dragon’s hoard

to give us wings on which to fly

over the width and breadth of worlds

When the time comes to weigh our souls

against that old Egyptian feather, we’ll be buoyant

for we will have measured our wealth in joy

I’m just passing time

til I find someone to call home

I’ll go anywhere

drive down long highways, sail the wild seas

stroll down all the roads less travelled by

until I happen on heroine headed the same way

with a little room left in her story