June 18, 2009

winter?

running the race
like a mouse in a cage
getting nowhere but i'm trying
forging ahead
but i'm stuck in the bed
that i made so i'm lying

but if you keep real close
if you stay real close
i will reach you

i'm down to a whisper
in a daydream on a hill
shut down to a whisper
can you hear me still

i'm so very tired
i've stopped trying to find
any peace in my mind
because it tangles the wires

the sound tires on my lips
to fade away into forgetting

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