A note has finally been played,
though dusty with neglect...
But it plays a tune of realization:
I love you less than yesterday.
I'll close my eyes this evening,
And somehow I know without knowing,
That those frosty lips of desperation
Will finally release their hold.
I shiver but I'm not afraid,
I'll be lonely but no longer broken.
Somewhere you're everything to me...
But today, I am for me.
