Penfold traveling theory

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I can still remember the picture on the postcard (that you sent
me) of green fields and silos
And I used to pretend that I could see you just like you were
watching me and every move I made
Every step I took
Every train I rode
Every time I looked for you but could never find you
So I put you on my wall and spent the days waiting for you
Is it cold out where you live
Is it so far where you live
If silence breaks and I let go, I'll put my ear up to hear if
you've finally come to save me
If I've been wrong to care so much then what am I to do now
What am I to do now
I hung it on my wall and looked for you there every night to see
if you were waiting to wave

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