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The Color Of Night

    I woke up this morning to the
Sound of the birds as they sing
And for a brief moment I had that
Fuzzy feeling of spring

When everything is Sunshine &
Roses I’m walking in the rain
My Happiness got left behind like
Lost luggage on a midnight train

My heart has an empty void and
I’m lost in foggy haze I can’t explain
I’m angry and I’m sad and I just
Want to scream but I refrain

My brother Steve has passed away
And I feel I’ve been stripped of joy
He’s probably up in Heaven trying to
Teach the Angels the words to Rapid Roy

I should be celebrating my Birth
And though I know I’ll be alright
At the moment I’m morning his Death
And wearing The Color Of Night

Written By:Charles Kean
03/07/2025
He loved Jim Croce
And he often sang Rapid Roy
Chuck Kean
Written by
Chuck Kean  62/M/Ohio
(62/M/Ohio)   
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   DENNY R ALLISON
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