What a difference a day makes
24 evolving hours
As the earth turns a new leaf
Beauty blossoms from our sours

We found an enchanted key
And put it in the lock
Turned it till the light burst out
And energy began to flock

We tuned back in the radio
To a frequency with a mark
No more long lost crackle
But a station with a spark

The flowers have started to bud
The clouds have started to go
The walls have started to melt
The light has started to glow

I still have the picture in my head
Of that Sunday morning
I found your hanging body
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Ever softly, as if  to say
I'd missed my chance to save you
By only a heart beat

This nightmare can't be true
There's no way that was you
With a rope wrapped tightly around
The throat I use to kiss
Those fibers robbing the color
From my favorite lips.

-ARI