Sun
The sun-sparkle of this summer has gone
It leaves a bad taste in my mouth
That hot, heady heat seeping through the cracked pavement
Seemed to create the chaos and din
But only the dark mist of winter is left
And somehow it doesn’t seem quite right.
How did I loose my mind you ask?
A different city, a different beat
As the sun shone on that splintered pavement
My heart pushed my head out the way.
Now I am back in the familiar I have to ask who I was
I’m not sure you know, but I hope I never come back.
For now, as the ache of the cold winter sets in
And I am back in that familiar face,
I can only assume the sun was to blame
In that warm, unfamiliar place.
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