A mountain of regret
A valley miles away
A life lived in the clouds
A wasted yesterday
A hilltop made of blunders
A wish cast like a stone
A bark as loud as thunder
A dog without a bone
Wash me clean, wash me clean
Wash away my wants and needs
Wash me clean, wash me clean
Won’t you pour water on this seed?
A shameful flood of tears on a salty whiskered cheek
A dusty photo album
A lonely mountain peak
A youth of wishful thinking
A childhood gone astray
A hilltop slowly sinking
A boy’s hair turning gray
Wash me clean…
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