I never wanted to quit
Day dreaming.
Now that I have,
I am in the dark.
Moon-beams still
Melt through the window.
Heavy lights glow inside
The profiteering rooms.
The graveyard shift
Devours them all.
My dreamy eyes,
Once juicy with life,
Turn into stones;
All for life.
Day dreaming.
Now that I have,
I am in the dark.
Moon-beams still
Melt through the window.
Heavy lights glow inside
The profiteering rooms.
The graveyard shift
Devours them all.
My dreamy eyes,
Once juicy with life,
Turn into stones;
All for life.
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