Don't Ever Stop Care
Come sit with me by the fire
on a cold starry night.
The flames will burn through the frozen heart.
And we will care
about all the things
we were afraid to give a damn.
Let the heart lament
the loss of kinship, the warm reaching hand of a stranger.
The kind words that cost nothing to share,
the wondering mind dares to ask but not answer.
The day you knew well who you are.
You are not dead yet, so don't ever stop care.
And the stars will cry
"It's simple to be still and shine".
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