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~Dis – a – pier~

Sitting, standing, pacing, chatting

Across the bay Boston versus New York batting  

Waiting, wanting, legs crossed, fingers tapping

They stop, they stare, they even seem to care

They read my Spirit’s sentiments

And pay me with their compliments

The harbor rises, then it falls

The churning, changing tides, they hypnotize

The winds lick white the water’s curl

How can it be they cannot see

I grow tired of this waiting game

They leave as quickly as they came

I sit, I ponder, and I wonder, what is this meant to be

Where I stand, or sit, and chat

The Spirit stands with me

db

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~Dis – a – pier~

Sitting, standing, pacing, chatting

Across the bay Boston versus New York batting

Waiting, wanting, legs crossed, fingers tapping

They stop, they stare, they even seem to care

They read my Spirit’s sentiments

And pay me with their compliments

The harbor rises, then it falls

The churning, changing tides, they hypnotize

The winds lick white the water’s curl

How can it be they cannot see

I grow tired of this waiting game

They leave as quickly as they came

I sit, I ponder, and I wonder, what is this meant to be

Where I stand, or sit, and chat

The Spirit stands with me

db

dis-a-pier

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