Aug 2014
The sky is dark,
my room is dark,
and, hell, my thoughts are dark.
It's 3:09 a.m.
My pillow is hard,
my blankets are too warm.
The wristwatch on my nightstand
is ticking too loudly.
The sky is dark,
like I said before.
No stars tonight,
no stars any night.
my room is dark,
and, hell, my thoughts are dark.
It's 3:09 a.m.
My pillow is hard,
my blankets are too warm.
The wristwatch on my nightstand
is ticking too loudly.
The sky is dark,
like I said before.
No stars tonight,
no stars any night.
I really just want to dream
(Seattle)
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