Eyes open to the vacuous black in the dark of a windowless bedroom
The blurry unknown date and the smile across my face
Are singing out loud like a siren
The sun shrank and scattered
The daylight fades away each time the same
None of this matters
If these few nights could stay
I'd carry your words to my grave
Redemption in a long morning road
A mirror to put past in gray and yellow
The love I harbored died; now I collect the open sky
I'm a calloused heart resurrected
The night we reached the sky
Still stays with me like the smile that I'd find
When we kissed and I felt like I tasted the air for the first time
I thought I could melt away
A specter in the bareness of the day
Like the fortune that this gambler would trade
For one moment on a quiet winter sunday
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