Six a.m. sleeping in the car
with the sounds of wind and rain and morning traffic
a day like this strips away the last of the leaves
and the hope
softens us up like an artillery barrage
before Winter's frontal assault
change is coming, I am changing.
with the sounds of wind and rain and morning traffic
a day like this strips away the last of the leaves
and the hope
softens us up like an artillery barrage
before Winter's frontal assault
change is coming, I am changing.
"change" is always a must for starting new life and these days I feel terrible thirst for repeating and hearing this word, seasons change is a good reminder!
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