typical.

Jul 29, 2005 12:37

somewhere in between here and the window pane, life escapes
i stay hoping things will change

it’s been weeks since i’ve seen the sun
and we become colder in the valley

nothing is real to me, everyone is gone
said they couldn’t stand to see
how the lonely keep the lovely things away

in the confidence of friends
i don’t think i’ll be well again
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