Memories from long ago
Suddenly come up unbeknown,
To me and I don’t know what to do
These feelings I cannot construe.
I’ve mustered courage for much too long
And it seems that whatever I’ve had
Whatever I’ve known
Whatever I’ve felt
I always, always, end up alone.
It takes so much time to heal
But there is no time to heal.
Sadness is a strange thing, thing that never changes;
Is always the same when it comes around
And the darkness of a winter cloud
Covers over everything, yes everything
in me.
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