Jessica Reid Biography

Oh weary traveler, how I rue the day
When I was joined to the black-sheep flock
I shall share to you this, if I may
It could come to you as a shock
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Counting all the ships that sail by
hurts my courage same as my pride.
Used to try and ask for a ride,
now too absorbed in all the tears that I cry.
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These four tavern walls
house the time travelers.
Folks who relish in going back
to those days of bright lights and sound.
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Watching the lures slip away,
Through the darkness and decay
That is all our closed eyes,
Please stay with me tonight.
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How many many times
In so many words and ways
Have I heard it cannot be done.
Their numbers far too numerous,
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