the poetry in a tear, the sweetness of solitude...
it can't be coincidence that i found myself here tonight.
it's a moment in song that i've been thrust into.
it's a silence in darkness, a love seeking a rhyme,
a feeling of half-belonging, of half-fitting in...
the words bring no new meaning,
the music is all too familiar,
but the will to break out, and the strength to believe i can
are enough to create a new person in the song
who can be it. be me. be them.
so i step into the dream,
with the soundtrack of a sad broken heart
seeking the light of tomorrow
(while i know neither)
as sobriety wears in and the dark sky bursts into red.
and the world is so beautiful,
with nothing to fear, or dread,
because as i feel you here tonight,
i know you are with me in the morning.
and after.
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