dark clouds are looming
hanging heavy 'round my head
your voice , it haunts me
still not sleeping in that bed
i'll paint you a love song
and hang it from the wall
hope you get the message
running through the halls
the air is turning chill here
you can feel it in your bones
there's no more confusion about
which way the wind blows
everything is changing color and
starting to thin
this time , how far you end up,
won't depend on where you began .
second stanz needs to be chopped
there's also ..
tossing and turning
sleepless nights
haunted by a photo
in the back of my mind
just can't stop this rhythm
pounding in my soul
we "paid the piper"
but, skipped on the devil's tole