It's been a sentimental month
filled with sweat, tears, and fake smiles
Impulsive actions
sleeping early in the morning
Sixteen years have gone by
She's getting sentimental again
this month has been a raging storm
much like the one in Jupiter
Sixteen years have passed
She's sentimental
City walks
under the street lights
uneasy
quiet feelings
driving in the rain
waiting to get there
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I know the world is inside a dark time
the moon lies silent
the sun isn't singing
There will come a time
soon
We'll have a moment of peace
The earth will take a deep breath
The moon will start dancing
and the sun will sing its lullaby