Leading The Pack
Pacing in front.
seeing you there
I am fine
being the caboose
No one paying much attention.
You are in the front.
I am in the back.
We weren't meant to pace together
side by side.
I wish I could lead.
And you wish you could be me.
I will be fine
right in the back.
Wish I could lead
And let the sun dapple me.
We shall both lead...
And howl at the moon.
The wilderness is like home to me and you.
So we'll lead the pack.
One by one.
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