piano strings
hanging from the trees
on a cloudy day
just after rain
saw my hands
going grey
listening
for a call
wearing my favorite clothes
nice sounding shoes
maybe I'll run into you
find another way to impress you
before; there goes another day
church bells & the birds
lingering from up high
all; out of sight
as a cough catches a regard
for the cold to take the age
leaving skin stretched
and voice sore
can't unlock lips
to shout out:
see if someones listening?
but vague guesses
really haven't solved anything
as the wind settles
the dead trees: die
can't try hard
to see what I've done
left up to see
what you'll decide
past tense: a long time
so I left
some old fairy-tale place
tainting the air
burning up the books
it's an abandoned house
hearing the old floors
moan and moan
makes me nervous:
run out into the woods
back to the days where I had thought
I escaped
leaving my life to be alone
trying to figure out a way
to get you back
farther and farther
I couldn't find my way back
I'm sure if if I could
I'm sure that I can't
further and further
past. past.
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