You're tired and slow
As the autumn rain moans
Turn the clock back an hour
Spend the night on your own
At first your voice was full of laughter
And liquor and smoke
You had another good hour
Then gave up to go home
I've got a crack in the mirror
It didn't make me a saint
To lose an hour of luck
To lose an hour of day
I thought I gave you all up
But always start to hesitate
I know I'll never really need you, but
My mind keeps playing these games.
'Cause I'm a dreamer and seeker
Give me a warm, mild winter
I awake to the darkness
And let the cold air seep in
This was a time to forget
Let the long nights begin
Someday I won't remember any of this
But, I just wish I knew when.
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 12:04 AM UTC
You're tired and slow
As the autumn rain moans
Turn the clock back an hour
Spend the night on your own
At first your voice was full of laughter
And liquor and smoke
You had another good hour
Then gave up to go home
I've got a crack in the mirror
It didn't make me a saint
To lose an hour of luck
To lose an hour of day
I thought I gave you all up
But always start to hesitate
I know I'll never really need you, but
My mind keeps playing these games.
'Cause I'm a dreamer and seeker
Give me a warm, mild winter
I awake to the darkness
And let the cold air seep in
This was a time to forget
Let the long nights begin
Someday I won't remember any of this
But, I just wish I knew when.
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