Texas Rose
In a pastoral field
Help me choose
‘Tween what’s fake and what’s real
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Guiding Wind
Or perhaps it is Light
I can’t tell
‘Tween the wrong and the right
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Sun kissed days
Bleed into strokes of pink
Slow on down
And take the time to think
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We can run free
Like the horses in dreams
One thing is sure
It ain’t bad like it seems
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So I say this
And my words are meant true
It’s not how tough
Rather it’s what you do
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Take my hand
And never let it go
There is much
For this world to still show
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You and I
And hazy seas of lore
Unending
This is what it is for
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Texas Rose
In a harsh land yet free
I love you
And your strength plain to see
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