I'll keep moving on
The world will not allow me to stay
The lights will stay bright
I have to go
I stand on the hot sandy beach
Listening to the heating wind
Whirring low to my ears
It's time I have to move on
There is nothing to hold me
The years I spent looking at the sea
It's time to return to the city
Of songs, wine and shadows
I'll keep moving on
I make my footprints
When it is time to go
I have no shame to let memories stay
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