Feels
so strange
Here without you,
Still and restless, cold and wrong.
I keep listening for your voice
But all my questions fall to dust
And echo off these empty walls
Til silence cries to the Thunder god.
You would not have me sitting here
In mournful sorrow, daylight wasting
Tasting bitter vinegar and hasting
Sundown calm my fear
That I shall never know again
Your gentle touch upon my cheek.
Starting over, such a task,
A burden heavier to bear
Than all the Herculean trials
Of ancient heroes rolled to one.
They say I must get over you,
Move on with new purpose and direction.
I find myself lost, confused and alone
Somewhere between prospect
And quiet reflection.
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Here without you,
Still and restless, cold and wrong.
I keep listening for your voice
But all my questions fall to dust
And echo off these empty walls
Til silence cries to the Thunder god.
You would not have me sitting here
In mournful sorrow, daylight wasting
Tasting bitter vinegar and hasting
Sundown calm my fear
That I shall never know again
Your gentle touch upon my cheek.
Starting over, such a task,
A burden heavier to bear
Than all the Herculean trials
Of ancient heroes rolled to one.
They say I must get over you,
Move on with new purpose and direction.
I find myself lost, confused and alone
Somewhere between prospect
And quiet reflection.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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