I cant make a memory in shades of grey…
I cant shine like the sun at the end of the day…
Why have the bells of St. Mary’s rung…
Was it the needs of the many or the needs of the one…
Oh, I’m stuck in a pinwheel…
I’m stuck in a maze…
Reaching for something for so many days…
Grasping for something no one can hold…
Grasping for something that sucked out my soul…
In the half light of nothing turning to night…
I find myself searching for loves warming light…
To sleep maybe to dream of your eyes tonight…
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