dylan[has a]guitar

So far away
From me where you stay
I can't be too far lost
Maybe we can't go much

Longer
It'll make him stronger
The love here it's not wrong here
So come home
Kid

Calling
From the same
Mask you wore for months on end
You can't fool us all
The more from the floor you implore what's in store
Time will then take

Longer
It'll make him stronger
The love here it's not wrong here
It's lost and can't
Find a path to walk along so it sings the song
Of a dead man
Born again

Moons change shape
Not at the same time try to force a rhyme
It's not the same
I see it's not about
You and me or him or her or have what you
It will still take much

Longer
It'll make him stronger
The love here it's not wrong here
So come home
Kid

Last man at the bar
Takes a final sip for
All the times he left about the west
Thought it was best
But tricked himself into a death
With a funeral so
Abrupt and absurd and obtuse deserving

But return
One day kid
Brush off that dirt
You're not quite dead
So come home
One day kid
You may be hurt but
You're not quite dead


constructive criticism please.