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This Lonely Winter Night
it goes like this:
the clock reads 7:06am
cloudy skies, morning mist on the window
i am swallowed by silence
clod toes, cold nose, cold heart
the coffee warms my throat,
warms my toes,
warms my nose
but still my heart remains icy cold
the afternoon rolls around:
i am haunted by all i have wronged,
by all who have wronged me,
by the inevitable future to come,
but the regrets of the distant past,
mind throbs, knees shake
they say life starts when you wake
well, i'm still sleeping
dreaded night falls:
the flicker of the candle light is my only comfort
messy room, messy mind
i wonder if there is another soul tonight
who feels as i do, thinks as i do
who can't get their propeller to spin
and how can i find them on this lonely winter night