Runaway

Tierra Abajo

Hujan

Spread

Same

FREQUENCY

There used to be songs here, people sang and danced. The many cold nights didn't bite as much, a cuppa fixed everything. Well, almost everything. Silence is my worst enemy now, demons crawl out of silence to torment me with memories – so I make sure to never be stuck in silence. I'll get my voice back one day, but until then music's my safe place, it makes everything else tolerable. Even days like this one, when nothing happens at all. But I keep throwing these at the dark, they come out as the sun goes down. They're not much but they're all mine.

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I remember those days
When the sun shone on you
That beautiful summer
Your light summer outfit

You were so funny
I couldn't believe
You smiling at me
A late summer dream

Who would have thought that
You where there with me

And then there was walking
A few hundred miles
I didn't mind
As long as you were there

Who would believe that
You were there for me.

Now it's all consumed
In the library fire
It's just winter, cold, nothing at all
Smouldering ashes

I was self-conscious, I usually am
Joy for a moment, regrets for a long time
But for a moment I was happy I know
I thought I could be someone that I'll never be
And I felt lucky, so proper and nice
The dream that I had, it finally happened

But it was too late, at least
Twenty five years too late

Now it's all consumed
In the library fire
It's just winter cold, nothing at all
Smouldering ashes.

Ruins

Nuclear Shadow