Hey soul sista
You've got my head rockin'
I'm searching for memories with you
Hoping for more to arise and we glide
on the wet pavement with socks on our hands
down the avenue
I've always wondered your deepest thoughts
and if they're the same stance as Bohemian Romance
I know where your modesty lies
I've never seen you cry
We claim and desire the same kind of independence
and hide in the shadows but away from the trenches
We've got to reach higher
~Tina Meeks
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