All the time, I
reason against
my better judgement,
a reflex
Even when I
am at my best,
I can't escape my own
thought process
It's all we have
It's all we have left
Every time we fear cold
We gear up for the worst
Times are tough all year round
Mornings haunted with thirst
I can give you every word that I could think to try and say
Try to get my point across with earthly tones, so sad and gray
But the spirit lives in deeds, fears not for where we are today
Set aside your fears and see yourself under the light of day
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