Every Moment

Every moment I am with you,

I have found some truth;

But are you real or are you me?

I only see the reflection of a changing dream:

A hiding place faraway

that shines in sunlight on a summer hill,

Floating up high as I’m washed away –

Survival’s something I will lose anyway.

Words and Music by Robert Walker

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