Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Empty packs of cigarettes
By the side of the deck
Mugs in hand
full of the coffee made this morning
You look at me 
Both unable to speak 
Of what we felt that evening 

There may be questions in your head
As the new day is dawning  
But what things for us lie ahead?

I know every mark on your hand 
Perhaps you like me more 
If I was in a band
But you know crowds unsettle me
And you make it seem so easy 

I know there may be questions we yet
To unvail to each other 
But let's take this moment 
Cause we don't know how long 
This dawn will last 

 


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