i'd love to see you again someday
there's a place less grey, or so they say
the lonely grain of sand on some distant beach
aruanda's softest grass just out of reach
lead me through the greyest door
i can't love in this body anymore
spring come and gone, sigh and yawn
"the golden days are already gone"
sweetest souls to the corners of my haunted heart...
saw it in a dream or something
hung up on page-plucked life for nothing
i've decided to walk away
no one's gonna miss me anyway...
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