Apr 21, 2023
The kinds of futures that come on the storm Aren't here My dear
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The kinds of futures that come on the storm Aren't here My dear
They say we don't walk and talk the way we're supposed to
Escape from all that you worry for
Those voices in your head scream louder through the dead of night They don't mean anything you'll make it to the morning light
And where would I be without the words that you sing Softly while we sit here, all night just us alone?