Mellow's Company

There is a song,
in my head, it's playing
again,
Again, the sound finds the way in,
into my head,
to turn it off, it cant be done,
it cant be done,
so, I am out of tune,
in vain.

Mellow,
comes tugging at my skin,
Sharp chills creeping into my veins,
That song keeps on playing again,
It plays on to spin my mind,
my head is high
on contemplating,
what's now and what's leaving

There is a song
that plays black in my head,
so dark, the angels curse of despair,
the wind sighs,
a long long high moan,
and there I sit,
by the window,
most alone.