Last night I went to sleep
with dreams in black and white.
the rain was pouring down the panes
bleeding through the pages
of this chapter called my life
i couldn't find the ending
of this nightmare in my sleep
pain turned into numbness
hurt into haunting
and here we are standing
in the morning sunshine
with the dew on the roses
and the colors shining bright
i feel like singing
or maybe crying
these feelings that i thought were lost
came swirling in again
vibrance and desire
a confusing cyclone of emotion
i just want to breathe and live and cry
but here we are in the late summer sunshine
it's good to be alive.
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