2/09/2009

Can't Be Now

Day begins, morning air as chilling as my eyes
I don't want to wake back to routine
I'm crying for these memories to replay in life
I don't want to be sleepy again

The hair in the wind won't take me home
I guess I'm stuck at a spirit-less place
My love went free
No one decided to take it up

I'm noticing how easy it is for my head to fall
Maybe the hours should grow a bit
Leave me alone, ghost of the current
I don't want you here

Already I feel numb, gone from the tears
But now I believe that the next bit is a challenge
Pleaders take strong of the deafening yearn
This next life will be only stranger

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