Needed Place To Return To

Cowboy Junkies’ melodies

Melancholy’s warm breath felt

Drifting there and back

Some places were meant to return to

A torn piece, for safe keeping

My breast pocket, it hides

Close to me, it always stays

A needed place to return to

When the here and now seems out of place

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