by Joe March

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Have you ever been searching for that one you lost
feel like fate is up against you, you've been tossed
it's happened, she knew it, we've drifted apart
think of the first time I saw her, such fine art
not long ago it was Goldilocks, just right
looking back wondering how we got into this plight
was it her, me, or someone in between
I don't think we knew what we were doing, emotional careen
I never thought, she'd ever see me cry, got me asking, why oh why
better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all
that's bullshit, as I walk through this squall
cause she felt like that, always had my back
a real woman, not just opening the wallet, squeezing the sack
like a child who has lost their mum at the mall
not sure where to start looking, cause she was my all

Feeling alone, with a horse with no name
no one knows I'm here, she's gone I exclaim
when you've lost the one, you don't wake up the same
at least out here there's no one, to give me pain

Lately I've been in need of a respirator
trying to find life like an excavator
trying to find what I'm searching for
like Oliver always wishing for more and more
but in reality is this all there is
it's like I've done everything, life's lost its fizz
quiz, the same question, had them before
already opened that door, been on that floor
same track of dirt, I see my footprints
same pain in my legs, overuse, shin splints
same water, same bread, this feeling widespread
no idea's original, subscribe to the thread
lost and alone, feeling like a vagabond
take me back to solace of my only one
going in the past to a long forgotten age
praying for the feelings to be assuaged


Alone, lost, absent, hoping
searching, wayward, empty, groping
for someone to bond to, to be passionate through
being true to myself at the same time, an honest view
I feel like a tumbleweed in the wild west
depressed, I profess, was truly blessed
now lonesome, as a bell-buoy at sea
as a walnut rolling in a barrel, one leaf on a tree
like a child at an orphanage seeing her siblings go
as we see in the movies, the worst things occur in slow-mo
I see it in replay, our hands slowly slipping away
from each others' fingertips, a grey day, dismay
moving apart, not even face to face
in my dreams, going backwards while I chase
I risked it all for us, to be as two
the dream's over, and now all I have is a desolate view



released January 19, 2017



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Joe March Australia

I'm passionate about music and have been making it for a minute. I mainly create conscious hip hop where I can vent by putting my opinions down on 'wax'. Many other songs are tracks about the fairer sex.

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