Chris Rubeo - Run

I know I can run cause I have
I ran
He shakes his head
And he washes his hands
I am a pitcher of falling rain
A card full of stamps and a dollar in change

I was a black dog in the snow
All the things I knew set against what I didn’t know
When I finally had something to say
I turned to tell you but I was already
So many miles away
I hope you know
All that I can say
I hope you know
That I miss you
And I’m so very sorry

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