The Next Day

I come around

come around

Till I’m knocking on

on your door

I can’t believe I’m

saying this

Till I’ve fallen

can’t go on anymore.

I have to keep my shoulders

high to keep from

Staring wander by’s

Unbelievable full moon

while I howl at the sky

And always always always

wonder why?

Live again, another day

die today and be

tomorrow

on the calendar

 

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